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Saturday.

There are usually two types of Saturday. The first, is where you sleep in until almost, or later than, the afternoon. The second, is where you wake up super early to catch the morning cartoons--the best cartoons.

But for Justin, today was a third type of Saturday.

He woke up around seven-thirty in the morning. His favorite cartoons didn't start until eight. Normally, this would make him a bit upset; normally, every second of sleep he could get mattered. But there was serendipity to be had.

His parents were late sleepers, especially his mom. So he had plenty of time to do more "research." The computer room was quiet, save for the desktop tower that greeted him with a whirr as he hit the space-bar.

He went back to the pages he'd visited the other day. Back to the pictures; the medical diagrams of the privates of boys and girls. He wanted to read over some more of the material, but there was a more pressing issue. He clicked on the image of the anatomical vaginas, shown from three different angles.

He licked his lips. He felt a rush of adrenaline as he mentally repeated the actions he was daring himself to perform. At some point, his fingers moved. His left pinkie hit control and his right hit p. Before he could stop himself, the right pinkie slammed the enter key.

Immediately the printer beside him woke up, as if eager to print such dirty pictures. As it fed the paper through and began the naughty act of putting onto it what girls looked like both in- and outside, the wolf pup kept looking toward the door.

Whatever he would do if it actually opened, he never even thought of. All he could do was sit and stare at the door, hoping it would stay shut. Hoped that the knob would remain dormant for just a few, precious moments.

Back-and-froth, back-and-forth. The printer head metronomically counted the moments, loudly banging and clacking and revving as it colored in every embarrassing detail that would no doubt get him grounded for months if his parents saw it in the act.

He could say it was an accident. He accidentally found the page, and accidentally clicked on the picture, and he accidentally printed it out.

But he and the printer shared the secret that it was no accident as it hummed to indicate it was done. The paper rolled out and was set neatly upon the tray, as if to say, Better hide this, quick.

The paper was promptly taken, and he slowly crept to the door. Silently, he opened it, and peeked down either end of the hall. He waited a moment, and felt the coast was clear. Heart pounding, he ventured forth, holding the business-side of the printout against his chest.

He turned into the hallway, and just as he did, he heard the toilet flush. The bathroom was at the end of the hall, where he was headed. For a second, he panicked, fearing that his parent would catch him and ask what he was doing.

But he saw that the French-doors to the washer and dryer were open. The laundry room was more like a closet in the side of the hallway. He quickly squeezed himself in front of the washer and shut the doors, just as he heard the bathroom door open and the light flick off.

From the footsteps he could tell it was his dad. He gulped. What if his dad was going to do laundry? He was fucking screwed!

He had to keep calm. He held his breath as the soft footfalls turned the corner.

Then he realized--The computer! He'd forgotten to close the window. If his dad was thinking about surfing the web early, he was going to start it off with the very picture the pup was trying to keep hidden!

Justin couldn't tell which was louder--the footfalls or his heartbeat. He'd read The Tell-Tale Heart. Could his pulse be heard? Would he panic and expose himself? Maybe he should confess now; explain he was just curious because of friends at school.

Then he saw his dad--or rather, his figure. He meandered down the hall, passing the French-doors. He was clad only in his red briefs, the pup could tell, since that's about how tall he was and all he could see through the slits.

He let out his breath slowly, his head starting to feel dizzy.

Then, as his dad approached the computer-room door, he stopped.

Justin's exhale caught.

His dad reached out to the doorknob, the door it self only an inch ajar. He held it for a second, which made it feel to Justin as though he were being taunted. Then, he heard the door click shut.

Justin was about to pass out from not breathing. But as his dad walked down the hall, he took in a shallow breath. Finally, a second later, the bedroom door shut. He let out his breath, and took a silent gulp of air.

Carefully, he slid the door aside, stepped out, and slid it back. First thing, he went back to the computer room. He saw that the screen was black; he hoped that it had been that way for a while. He wiggled the mouse. Sure enough, the vaginas popped up on full display. He cleared the history and closed the browser, and then walked out of the room.

He hastened to his bedroom, where he finally put the printout into his backpack.

He flopped onto his bed, and felt the adrenaline ebb from his muscles. His breathing slowed and he started to feel tired again. The excitement had worked him up, but the crash hit him pretty hard; he was back asleep after just a few minutes.

* * *

Justin's foot tapped idly against the throw-pillow. He muted the TV as the commercials came on. Disappointedly, it was eight-thirty, and his favorite show had ended, what seemed like permanently. Just before the end of the second commercial-break, they announced a change in the morning bloc which replaced the show he was watching with an extended hour of the one after it--one he didn't like.

His show hadn't even ended, really. They just ran out of new episodes; he could tell. Today was a rerun. A tease to the fans before they killed it for a while. At least this meant he could sleep in until ten, now.

As he shifted to lie on his back, the room dimmed. It was warm outside, but kind of cold in the room. He was wearing a pair of jersey-shorts and lacked a shirt. He didn't bother to bring one, given the activities they were going to partake in today.

Just as he closed his eyes, he felt the house gently shake. Someone had shut the front door.

His fingers and toes tingled. A rush of giddiness and anticipation tickled through his limbs. He shivered, wondering who it was. He wondered if he should pretend to be asleep; see what they would do--with him, or to him.

But before he could decide through his conflicted thoughts, the door opened and he had already glanced in that direction.

Brittany greeted him and dropped her duffel bag off in the corner by the door. "It's kinda weird to see you here first-thing."

He started to sit up. "Why's that?"

She kicked her feet up behind her as she slipped both sandals off. "Just that all week you're last to the party." She walked with a bit of a swivel to her hips as she made her way to sit at Justin's feet.

He watched the posture. She wore bright blue bike-shorts that looked more like a pair of underwear than shorts; and they were pulled down a little bit rather than fully on her hips. The shirt she wore was loose, with a low-hanging neck that showed off a bit of the white below her neck. While the back of the shirt hung low behind her butt, the front was tied in a knot at the side of her hip, as if to keep it from covering her front.

She plopped on the couch and flicked a hand through her hair. "I called Kailey before I left. She was just finishing breakfast. I think Ashly's roped into doing chores." She looked to the TV. "What's on next?"

"Twelve," the wolf replied. He'd never heard her squeal like that.

"I didn't know it was still on! Gimme!" She whipped over and took the remote that was resting on his stomach.

He flinched; for disguised in her reach, her other hand groped his crotch. But just as quickly as her hand had touched him it receded and she was back with her legs crossed.

She pointed the remote at the TV and hit the mute button, "Pssshew!"

The commercial ended, and then after a few seconds of blackness the theme-song for Twelve blared through the speakers.

Justin stared a bit as she swayed and rocked to the song, belting the words in a surprisingly good singing voice. Before it was over, she caught him staring at her, and smiled. When it was over, and another annoying short commercial break started, she set the remote aside.

"What show are you watching?" She teased.

He closed his muzzle.

Very quickly, she lifted her shirt.

For several seconds, he was given a gratuitous look at her stomach. The creamy-white of her belly-fur looked soft and warm. There was the slightest curve to her tummy, that gave the impression of her childish chubbiness, but she had left it behind some time prior to her move.

Then her shirt fell. "'S'all ya get, 'till Ash comes."

Just then, a cacophony of thumps and thuds rumbled through the house.

"They cometh..."

The pup and vixen were not at all startled when the two felines burst into the room. Each carried the handle of a duffel bag in their hands, huffing and puffing as they carried it to the corner and dropped it.

Foomp.

"Hey guys!" The twins said, shaking off their exhaustion.

"Morning, you two." Brittany greeted. "Got everything?"

"Uh-huh," Lauren nodded as they wandered over.

"You're just in time for Twelve..." Justin muttered.

"Ohmigosh!" Alexis clapped her face. "Is it a new episode!?"

"It's just started," Brittany stated. "I think it's a re-run though."

"So do we have to watch it?" The wolf pup muttered.

"Hush, puppy!" Lauren giggled as she hopped on the couch next to the vixen.

Justin huffed as Alexis hopped up on his stomach. By reaction, his knees hiked up, and she managed to get herself into a cozy spot using his knees as a back-rest.

"Shh!" She pushed a finger to her lips, and then got comfy on the wolf.

Justin rolled his eyes, and looked over at the TV. The show started as typically as any sitcom would; with the bell ringing and all the kids rushing to get to their seats in the classroom.

The show was, as its name implied, about kids who are twelve. Specifically, a group of girls.

It was not at all a show for him.

"Oh! I know this one! This is where Tyler and Lisa--"

"Wait, don't spoil it for me!" Brittany said, cutting Lauren off. "I haven't seen this one yet."

"Eep! Sorry."

"Guys, quiet!"

Justin looked away from the TV.At first, he rested his head back and closed his eyes. Lexi didn't leave him in a very comfortable position. He wished he'd brought a pillow or something to have against the armrest of his sectional. The base of his skull was awkwardly pinned against it, for now.

She was pretty heavy, he thought, as his breathing settled. He peeked out of his eyelids to see her. Her black toes and the pink pads of her feet rested against his chest, her knees curled up a little. Her cheek rested on his knees, and she watched the show intently.

She was wearing a sun-dress. As she snuggled against him, it flowed over her with dozens of folds. He could just see the underside of her thigh joining the backs of her knees, and her tail twitched about between his body and the back of the couch.

Her sister was wearing jean-shorts and a sleeveless tee. However, the tee was sleeveless because the sleeves had been torn. And it had several small holes in it, the biggest about the size of a quarter.

He was drawn back to the weight on his torso as Lexi shifted. She moved up a little, then pulled her right knee from her left, and rested on her back. She sank down, and as she did her rear neared his covered genitals. The dress was naturally pulled at her knees, which were now at either side of her; the left one sort of wiggling against the open air while the right rested against the back of the couch.

Her hand reached out, as if to idly adjust the fabric over her kneecaps, but instead she went to the hem and lifted it up, pulled it back, and exposed her knees--and bottom half.

She wore tangerine-colored panties. They stood out vibrantly against her black fur. The pattern they had gave the impression of bubbles, as there were many round shapes that were only distinguished by a yellow curve at the top and violet curve at the bottom. A white trim defined the border of her underwear.

The fabric hugged somewhat snugly to her groin. As she flapped the "wing" of her butter-flied thighs, the crook of her thigh teased him as it was exposed just beside where her privates were covered.

Had she not worn the vibrant garments, she would no doubt be on full display to him. And yet he felt content to sit and stare, watching as the wrinkle of thin fur at the join of her groin teased him.

His own privates were already growing. Beneath her rump, his penis began to engorge. It throbbed excitedly, as if, somehow, it knew that a familiar pussy was just a few inches and layers of clothing out of reach. It started to pry its way under her, as if trying to catch the attention of the warm, constrictive vice, so that it could find its way back in.

The audience began to cheer and whistle on the TV. Brittany gasped and Lauren giggled. Alexis ever-so-subtly lifted up for just a second. When she rested back down, she kept her eyes on the screen, but wiggled her hips gently from side to side.

Justin held his breath. He watched as her groin nestled down upon the body of his shaft, and then felt a pulse of warmth as she wiggled. Her eyes slanted just a bit, and her lips and whiskers curved just a little.

It was all he could do not to start bucking her right then. The horny little kitten was definitely eager to spread her pussy-lips over the tip of his dick. But he had to be content with what he had right now; there was time later, and she would only be hornier then.

The door opened once more.

Kailey dropped her pack off by the other three. The look on Justin's face when she entered was priceless. It was obvious what was going on. His expression of guilt, and yet such desire, made her heart flutter.

It reminded her of how risky they were. What if she had been any of their parents? She was sure there would be a lot of hell raised if the Twins' mom saw one of their daughters with her knees spread out, her dress hiked up, and the wolf pup staring at her barely-covered innocence.

But it was her; and frankly she would sooner join either of them. The fantasy itself was hard to decide: would she rather join the twin and open her groin up for the wolf to feast his hungry eyes upon; or nestle herself beside him and examine that cute little pink cunny again?

She met eyes with Justin, and let him have his fun--or was the fun had by Lexi?--and made her way to sit at the other armrest of the sectional.

Justin watched with burning cheeks as Kailey lied down upon her stomach. She wore jeans, her usual attire, and a turquoise tank-top. She had her hair in a pony-tail, and when she settled upon her stomach her real tail nearly curled back enough to touch it.

A commercial came on, and Lauren yawned. "Where's Ashy?"

"Her mom is making her mop the hallway." Kailey replied, rolling onto her side.

"Why?" The white kitten groaned. "i wanna get started..."

"They're having company over or something." The skunkette clarified.

"Hey... Lexi." Brittany spoke up.

Justin saw the kitten grit her teeth and gulp. "Y--yeah?"

"What're you doing?" The vixen's voice had the parental tone that none of them liked to ever hear.

"I--Um..."

Justin watched as she bit her lip, and gave her look of sorrow and empathy.

"C'mere." The vixen said.

"Lexi's in trub-ball," her sister taunted.

The black kitten slid off of the wolf, and stood on her feet. She smoothed her dress and went to stand in front of Brittany. The vixen patted her lap. "Climb up here."

Hesitantly, the kitten rested her hands on the vixen's fur-covered thighs. She bounced on the ball of her foot once, twice, and then hopped up into Brittany's lap.

The vixen secured her, and then had her stand. With the kitten's heels at the outside of her thighs, Brittany's fingers went to the hem of the feline's dress, and lifted. "Aww," she cooed, and moved both hands to pull away the hem enough to expose the kitten from the belly down, all the way round. "Those undies are so cute," she commented.

"R--really?" The kitten said bashfully.

"Uh-huh." The vixen slid her thumb into the trim by the join of her thigh, and pried the fabric away just a little. "Oh, and they're so snug on you, too. Cute'n'sexy."

"I'm wearing pink," Lauren stated.

"You are?" Kailey asked.

"Mmhmm. But I'll show them later. Lexi spent all morning picking those out. She kept sayin' how much she wanted to look good so's maybe Justin'll fuck her again."

"Laurie!" Alexis exclaimed with a bit of a sob.

"What?" The kitten snickered. "Am I not s'posta say how you talk about how you wanna just sit on his dick all day while you're pettin' yer cutie before you fall asleep?"

The kitten's eyes started to water, and her knees began to wiggle.

"Hey, Laurie," Kailey scolded, getting up. "That's not a very nice thing to say."

Brittany shushed the trembling kitten as she started to quietly cry.

"But..." Lauren started to tear, too. "That's how Brittany got Ash and Justin to love each other right? I just... I mean Lexi..."

"Laurie, that's not how it works." Brittany said calmly. She turned toward the crying kitten in her arms. "C'mon, Lexi, it's okay."

"We know you guys like to tease each other," Kailey picked up; "But Lexi was probably telling you that to be a secret."

"Can I talk to her?" Justin asked, sitting up.

"I dunno if..." Brittany trailed.

Justin held out his hand to the black kitten. She sniffled, and then hesitantly took it. He tugged, and she reluctantly let go of the vixen, and crawled on him again. "Can I see?" He asked, tugging at her dress.

She bashfully lifted it, looking to the side with a squint.

His hands went to her waist, and he smiled. "Those do look very sexy." He said.

"R--really?" She asked, her hands fidgeting while clutching the hem.

"Mmhmm. They look comfy. Do they feel good?"

She nodded.

"Sit," he said, patting her thigh with his hand.

Still holding onto her dress, she squatted down, straddling him. He rested his hands on her legs, and gently tugged forward. She scooted up, and felt the bulge of his cock beneath his shorts as she did. He was still hard, she could feel his length twitch as he nestled into the groove of her groin.

"C'mere," he said, moving his arms to wrap around her. She leaned forward, and exhaled as he hugged her. He bucked, and to his delight a suppressed squeak came from her throat. He bucked a few more times, moving a hand to her butt to press down and make sure she really felt the motion.

"Hoooh..." She huffed, as he pressed up against her and held there for a few seconds.

He relaxed, and she huffed. "Hey, Lexi?"

"Mm?" She responded, her voice barely able to make the noise.

He leaned in to whisper in her ear.

Lauren flexed hers, trying to listen in. She could hear him whispering, telling her some kind of secret, and then she let out a gasp.

"R--really!?" She exclaimed.

"Mhmm," he smiled, and then cupped her chin. He brought her close, and kissed her.

She moaned again. The kiss sent tingles all through her body, but to a certain place in particular. When the kiss broke, she giggled, no longer feeling sheepish. "Th--thanks."

"You're welcome. Thanks for showing me your undies," he said, lifting her dress one more time. "Maybe later I'll get to see more?"

She vigorously nodded her head as she squirmed on him, trying to futilely get more tingles of pleasure out of him.

"Cool! Now... Lauren?"

The kitten let out a whimper.

"Just tell your sister you're sorry for telling her secret."

"Sorry... Lexi..."

"S'okay." The kitten said, sliding off of the wolf. She straightened her dress, and went to sit on the other side of Brittany. "But... I'd feel even betterer if you told everyone what you say when_you_ pet your cutie before we go to bed..."

Lauren gulped.

"Ooooo," Kailey's feet kicked up and down. "I wanna hear this! C'mon Laurs, spill the beans!"

The kitten groaned.

"C'mon, Kay," Brittany admonished.

"No I--" The white kitten bit her lip. "I guess it's fair..." She took in a breath. "I... um... I like... Justin's c-- his... his cum."

Brittany muted the show. "Oh really?" She grinned, glancing over at the wolf pup. "What exactly do you like about it? Tell us."

Lauren blushed.

"You don't have to, sis." Lexi said, standing up for her sister.

But the kitten took a collective breath. "Um... everything... really. I like how tastes... how it's warm... 'n gooey..."

"We'd better be careful," Kailey commented.

"Why?" Justin asked.

"Because, Ash isn't even here yet, and I'm already wanting some of that cum Lauren's talking about..."

"You think?" Brittany spoke rhetorically. "You know how much I wanted to just jump him before anyone got here?"

The twins giggled.

"I say we keep watching TV." Lauren suggested. "And this time, my naughty sister is gonna hafta to keep herself from showing off her underwear."

* * * Suiting Up

After forty minutes, another show, and half a bag of potato-chips later, the door to their hangout room finally opened.

She came into the room dragging her feet a little. She dropped her things almost right at the door instead of where the others' were. She shuffled her way toward the ottoman, and collapsed upon it with a huff and a groan.

The twins looked at each other, and then quietly whispered, "Ashy's here," while pumping their arms up and down.

The rabbit groaned again.

"You okay?" Kailey asked with concern.

"Did you do chores or wrestle a bull?" Brittany teased, munching a chip.

Ashly sat upright. "Mom made me mop up the kitchen and all the way into the hallway," she stated. "I had to wait like ten minutes after I was finished for the feeling in my arms to come back and they still feel like they're gonna fall off!"

"So does that mean we haffa wait still?"

The rabbit whimpered. "I know, you guys have been waiting all morning..."

"Issok," Alexis said, elbowing her sister. "We can wait."

"Maybe I can speed things up," Justin said, as he sat down on the ottoman behind Ashly. He brushed his hands on her shoulders, feeling her shiver a little under his fingertips, and began to gently knead.

This time, the sigh and quiet groan she let out was somewhere between tension-relieved and maybe aroused.

The wolf pup couldn't tell if she was exaggerating it at all, but he nonetheless liked the way it sounded. Though he felt himself stirring, just a little, he concentrated on massaging his lover.

Kailey reached for the remote and shut off the television.

The twins leaned against one another, with Alexis hanging her arm over Lauren's shoulder, and drawing her in the lean a little more.

Brittany gathered her tail, holding it by the fluff and hugging it to her front, and kicked her feet up while her head went downward. Kailey was a bit surprised when the vixen's head landed in her lap. But, she gave a very gratified look of content, and so the skunkette adjusted a little to get comfortable.

Over the next few moments, there was mostly quiet. Save for the occasional moan from the rabbit, giggle from the vixen, and huff from the twins as their lips came together.

Finally, Ashly threw her arms up over her head and stretched, pushing her chest forward causing a vertebrate or two to pop. "That made me feel a ton better," she said, leaning back against her pup. "I'm ready if you guys are."

"Mmmhmmf--Finally!" Lauren gasped as she broke the kiss, leaving her sister a bit dissatisfied. But quickly enough yang followed yin as they went to gather their bag.

"Thank gosh," Brittany muttered. "It's been getting muggier since I got here."

Justin started to stand up along with his bunny, but Kailey sidled beside him and pressed her hand upon his groin, and pushed back.

"Ah-ah, you. Sit." She said, as if commanding a puppy.

He sat down upon the couch again.

"Good boy. Now stay. And remember--no not peeking!"

The pup obeyed. He sat back, and watched the girls.

One by one, each began zipping open their bags, and removing their clothes.

Alexis was the first to free herself from her garments. The sundress was easy enough to throw off, especially given it had been half-off of her practically all morning.

Brittany briskly pulled up her shirt, whipping it off and dropping it behind her in one swift motion.

Beside her, Kailey began unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans. She bent at the knees, and shimmied them down. She revealed her choice of underwear for the day: urban camo.

Lauren struggled just a little to get out of her shirt, but not at all out of her shorts. As promised, she was wearing pink tie-dye panties with blotches roughly in the shape of hearts.

As Kailey stripped away the last piece of clothing, she turned away. For the first time, much like earlier, he got to see a design on her in its entirety that he never had before. From the white hair tied in a pony-tail, down the nape of her neck, between her shoulder blades, and over the chubby curves of her lower back; the white stripe appeared to roll out like the proverbial red carpet. As she let her tail down, he could see the stripe continue down its base and completed the run to the tip of the fluffy appendage.

Their eyes met, as she bashfully smiled, and then bent over her bag, revealing the black diamond of her nethers beneath her lifted tail; along with the accented white wisps that trailed from her back down the outsides of her buttocks.

Brittany was smiling at him, catching his eye. She stepped out of her zebra-striped panties and stood with her legs apart for just a moment, as if basking in a refreshing breeze.

The twins were also bare, both digging into, and fighting over the act of digging into, their duffel bag.

That left Ashly. She had come in a simple shirt and capris, which she removed very carefully. Either because she still felt tired, or because she was a bit shy. She had waited a little, as if to give Justin time to observe the other girls' strip teasing.

She revealed her pair of clean, white underwear. There was no trim or seam, so it appeared; just simple, smooth fabric that barely had a wrinkle.

He was distracted by the twins. They were both struggling, fitting their legs into and pulling on the elastic polyester and nylon they dug out of the bag.

Brittany and Kailey began pulling their swimsuits up as well, wiggling their legs and contorting their arms to get the form-fitting materials to behave.

Brittany wore a yellow one-piece with a wide-open back. It looked to just fit her, and in all the good ways. As she pulled at the elastic bands about her buttocks and groin to finish the fit, and smoothed out the wrinkles over her stomach, every degree of her curves was brought toward the surface. She fluffed out her hair, and in that moment felt like a model.

The twins had managed to get on their suits. Both wearing one-pieces as well, Alexis wore robin red, and Lauren royal blue. Both swimsuits had a skirt-hem only a few inches long, colored white with dozens of ruffles, like a mini tutu. Aside from color, the suits were very similar, in that they had a collection of gold, four-pointed stars by the left breast. The material they wore also had a metallic sheen, which gave them a look much like they might have on stage. However, to the wolf pup's traveling eyes, it also highlighted their pubic mounds, deepened the shadow of their camel-toe, outlined the contour of their immature chests, and pointed out their erect nipples.

Kailey, on the other hand, wore a dark navy one-piece that almost seamlessly blended with her fur. Were it not for the silver stripes that ran down the side, and along the trim accenting the triangle of her groin, she could almost be mistaken for nude.

Last, but not least, Justin's eyes went to his lover.

She finished pulling the elastic strap of her one-piece upon her shoulder, and reached behind to adjust her cotton-ball tail. She had picked a white-based swimsuit, decorated all about with colors shaped like exploding fireworks. It also had a bit of a skirt to it, but somewhere over the summer it had gotten ratty and so she cut it off, leaving behind a belt-like band that gradated all colors of the rainbow.

Aside from Brittany's, they were all familiar swimsuits to him. Yet, seeing them as they were dressed on gave them a whole new perspective, and appeal. He never quite noticed before, the way they fit so snugly over their bodies, leaving little to the imagination. Or how easily defined their intimate features were, as if to point them out despite that the goal of the suits was to cover them up.

When it looked like they were almost finished up, putting their clothes back into their bags, Justin started to get up. But Brittany interrupted his actions when she stepped up to Ashly.

"S'cuse me," the vixen said, and her thumbs slipped beneath the shoulder-straps of the bunny's bathing suit.

"What...?"

"It looks cute on you," the vixen stated, while unhooking the straps from her shoulders and letting them fall slack. "But we can't have you wear this."

"Why not?" Ashly said sheepishly, not at all putting up a fight as Brittany continued to disrobe her. "It's my favorite one..."

"Because," the vixen replied, peeling the nylon away from the bunny's nethers, and quickly leaned her muzzle in to give the white-furred mons a slow, tender lick. "I've got something more appropriate for you to wear."

The twins giggled, their hands gently stroking the silky-smooth material that covered their bodies.

Brittany knelt by her bag, and pulled out two pieces of fabric. "Lift your arms." She said, demonstrating, extending her arms like she was going to zoom around as an airplane.

The rabbit hesitantly did so. She watched curiously as Brittany fitted the top piece about her chest.

"Down and squeeze your armpits."

The rabbit pressed her arms against her sides. Her back tickled as the vixen stood behind her, trying the spaghetti straps of the bikini top. She felt the front tighten around her chest snugly as the slip-knot was started across her back. She felt the pressure of Brittany's thumb, and the gentle brush of her index fingers as she worked the rabbit around the tree and through the hole, then pulled the bow taught.

But the front still exposed her bare, pink nipples, until Brittany reached around and pulled the bikini bra up, and began tying the straps at the nape of her neck.

"Lean your head forward just a bit."

The pressure felt awkward, and a little constricting. The hairs on her back prickled as the knot was tightened gently, as if she felt threatened of being choked. But just as quickly, the vixen had the bow tightened.

"Comfy?"

"Um..." The rabbit placed her hands upon her chest, shifting the top from side to side. "I'm not really... used to it... at all."

"Think of it like a training bra." Brittany said, and leaned in. "Trust me, Justin likes it."

The rabbit blushed as she looked at her lover, and then bashfully met his smile. Then she gasped, as the vixens fingers deftly went between her legs, and gently spread the lips of her pussy, which she only just now realized was on full display.

"Gotta make sure we air out, eh?" Brittany teased. "Don't wanna be all stuffy when I put these skimpy bottoms on you." She held up the bikini's bottom halves and sized them up in front of the rabbit. "They might be a bit snug, but I don't mean anything by you. I got these earlier in the summer but never really felt like wearing them. Okie-dokie. Spread your legs a little, give Justin a tease."

The rabbit giggled sheepishly as she complied. She stepped her legs apart, and clasped her hands up by her chest.

The vixen's red hands slipped the bikini bottoms between the rabbit's legs, and pulled up "Hold this side." She instructed.

Ashly held the left side, and Brittany tended to the right. She put a slip-knot in the straps, but then went to the other side. Ashly relinquished the side she held, and the vixen tied a slip-knot there as well. The rabbit stood awkwardly for a moment as Brittany adjusted the slip-knots, feeling the fabric brush gently over her vulva and clinging to her front.

Once satisfied, the ties began to tighten. But Ashly realized that indeed, it was a bit snug. The front just barely covered the entirety of her mons, and it felt like the back was having to be stretched to fit her tail into the tie. A square-knot was tied on the right side, while the left she just tightened the slip-knot before tying the bow.

When all was said and done, Ashly felt like she had a shirt and pair of underwear that was just a size and a half too small.

"Perfect." The vixen said. "What do you think?" She turned to Justin.

The wolf pup licked his lips.

"Ash, c'mon," The vixen said through her teeth. "Stand up straight. Put your hands behind your back. Stick out your hip, lift up your chin."

The rabbit tried to follow the instructions as best she could, but she felt so awkward that she had to hold her breath. After only a moment she let it out and went back to covering her front with her hands. "I dunno..."

"It looks hard bein' sexy, Ash." Lauren said.

"Yeah! But you're doing really good!" Her sister accompanied with a clap. "I hope I look as sexy as you when I get to wear a two-piece!"

"Turn around," Justin said.

Bashfully, Ashly hooked one foot over the other. With a collective breath, she slowly began to turn.

Justin looked his lover over. The skimpy swimsuit was a soft and solid pink. It left little to nothing to his imagination--not that he needed it--and the bottoms looked like they would pop right off of her if she took too wide a step.

It was certainly making him pop.

"I really like it," he said, his tail wagging.

Ashly blushed. "Well... I guess I could just try it... if that's okay." She said to Brittany.

"If you want it, you can keep it." The vixen said. "I dunno why, but, I still like my one-pieces better for now. It really does look good on you--you have such a cute tummy," she rubbed it, and pat it.

"Now..." Kailey said, a smile on her lips. "It's Justin's turn."

He barely had time to have a panicked heartbeat before the twins rushed over to him. Lauren had him pulled upright by the hand, and even before that Alexis's fingers were pulling at the waistband of his jersey-shorts. He haphazardly fought and struggled against the twins, taking the opportunity to grope Lauren's buttocks while Alexis took the same to rub her palm against the lump in his briefs.

He lifted his arms in compliance, and in doing so the twins were able to gleefully work off his briefs. His hardness hit the open air, but not for long. He gasped as he felt the pair of gentle lips kiss and brush against his dick. Their cheeks brushed his pelvis, and their tongues brushed his testes.

"Okay, okay, guys," Brittany chimed in, clapping her hands. "You got him in the buff, now let him go."

"Awww," the twins sulked. Lauren was the first to part, giving the warm penis one last gentle peck. Alexis, however, wrapped her hand about its stiff girth, gently angled it down, and wrapped her lips about the tip. She pushed in halfway up his length, and then suckled a few times, before drawing away with a bit of suction.

"Okay Ashy," the black kitten said as she trotted away. "I made sure he's all nice'n'stiff!"

"Thanks, Lexi," the bunny said, as she bent over at the waist to dig into Justin's backpack. She made sure to wiggle her rump, giving him a nice view of what he liked, before actually looking for the garment she was after. It was on top of everything else, and so she pulled it up and stood straight, making sure to readjust the fitting around her buttocks in full view.

Swim trunks in hand, she strode over to her boyfriend. She tried swiveling her waist as she stepped, and even though she felt like it was embarrassingly pathetic, he seemed to not notice anything beyond the motion of the little triangle of fabric that covered her privates.

She whipped the trunks once, and pulled waist wide. He offered her a foot, and she slipped it on. She knelt down, and he lifted his other foot. With her face inches from his lower head, she pulled the trunks up his calves and thighs, all the while watching as his boyhood wiggled and twitched just before her.

As the waistband of the swim shorts reached his testicles, she paused. Leaning in, she gave his accurately proclaimed "nice'n'stiff" a tender kiss, before concealing it behind the swimwear.

He finished the adjustments as she fitted his tail through and began to tie the front. He had picked out a pair of shorts where the right leg was red on the outside, and the rest was black. The red area was divided into a grid of hexagons, with some big hexagons of a darker red and white-and-black outline overlayed on the basic pattern.

After a final nuzzle with her cheek against his groin, Ashly stood up, and hugged him. "So, are we ready?"

"First one there--"

"Gets to have their cutie licked!"

And with that the twins took off.

* * * Sensual Swim

The room went from dim to bright with the flick of a switch.

A typical basement is dank, moldy, and smells of afterthought and neglect. But the Colonel had no such typical basement. He had taken a different approach.

He did not use it anymore, however.

The walls and ceiling were tiled; the walls colored a peaceful shade of green while the ceiling remained white. Within several of the ceiling tiles, circular lights buzzed quietly as they busily illuminated the room. Against the ceiling, in three of the four walls, an array of small frost-paned windows allowed an ample amount sunlight through; less on a cloudy day. The array was uninterrupted, save for two spots on opposite walls, where fans were situated directly in line with one another.

Giggling, the twins scurried down the cement steps with only the minimalist care. Kailey was next to follow, Brittany, Ashly, and then finally Justin. The wolf pup shut the doors behind him, both the screen and the regular one.

Kailey stepped past the twins, who were bickering about who was first and where the finish-line actually was; at the door, where Lauren had touched the handle first, or the bottom of the stairs where Alexis had set her foot first because she stole past the threshold. The skunkette shook her head as she began flicking switches from the wall console.

The fans started up, crackling and warbling at first but quickly falling into a steady, metronomic beat. It would take a while for them to clear the air of the mugginess that collected in the room between uses.

Justin went in the opposite direction of Kailey. His destination was a series of pumps and rusty-looking equipment, yet it only had a drastic appearance. He opened the door of a safety box, turning a few knobs and toggling a latch up twice with his fingertip.

Then he went to a pump that had a long tube that stuck up perpendicular to the pump's natural direction. He knelt down and turned a dial at the junction of the pump's intersecting pathways, and unscrewed a cap that was on the top of the standing pipe. Peeping inside, he made sure the little white discs of chlorine were still there.

Satisfied, he situated the cap back on and returned the dial to its proper place.

While Kailey and Justin did their tasks, the others went to the main attraction of the room.

The pool took up a majority of the basement's floorspace. The circumference pathway was wide enough for three of them to walk about the sides, and two around the back. Walking toward it from the door, it was longer left-to-right than front-to-back.

The edge closest to the door was more interesting than the opposite side. At the far left and far right, a stairwell marked the entrance to the pool major. There were four steps, the first just barely covered by a few inches of water. Small, hip-height walls (for an adult) stuck up on the outer sides of these entrances, with a small steel railing for security.

Between these two entrances, the jacuzzi was walled off as its own section. It jutted out as far as a foot or so beyond the last step, evenly sectioning off the pool major into a rectangle.

Kailey made her way over to the jacuzzi. In front of it, a few feet away, was a covering in the floor. She fitted her finger into one of the holes etched in, and lifted it. Ignoring the few cobwebs that it had acquired, she reached into the hole and toggled yet a couple more switches.

The jacuzzi came to life.

The Colonel had not seen or used this room for a few years. For a time, Kailey's mother, who was quite the handy-man, voluntarily came once or twice a week to maintain the pumps and pool conditions.

Two years ago, over the fall, Justin and Kailey started helping her. They began to learn all the necessary tasks that needed to be done in order to monitor, maintain and run the pumps and fixtures. That summer, their parents decided to experimentally allow them to use the pool.

It was heavily supervised, of course.

Then, come the next fall, Kailey's mom spent less time as the maintainer. Not because she neglected the task, but because the two apprentices had become quite adept at the tasks, limiting her to only the most serious of problems, such as when the Chlorinator blew.

Before the start of the summer that just so mournfully ended, the wolf pup and skunkette were taken to the public pool several blocks away to get some basic water-training. While Justin was more on the younger side of the enrolled, Kailey was by-far an out-liar. Yet, she proved to be more mature and capable than even some of the oldest.

So, for the entire summer, the kids were allowed to use the pool all by themselves, so long as at least one of the two of them were there.

It was a lot nicer this way. Although it meant there was no sun to keep them warm, and the basement was still a basement, there were plenty of advantages against the public pool. It was closer; literally right under their feet. It had a jacuzzi. They could come and go as they pleased, aforementioned condition holding; and, best of all: it was private.

The twins made a detour to the side-wall. There, several buckets were stacked upon one another, like plastic cups. While the pool was even-bottomed, with no deep- and shallow-end, it was a bit too deep for them, still. Even now, the only way they could stand in the water without automatically drowning would be to stand on their very tip-toes and lean their heads back enough so they could get their muzzles out into the air.

Kailey's mom came up with an elegant solution to that problem. Using her handy-skills, she cleaned and re-purposed half a dozen chlorine buckets. She drilled several holes in the bottom and sides, so that they would more or less sink in the water. The twins would then be able to spread them out about the pool, giving them several platforms that they could alight on.

Carrying their buckets to the edge of the pool, they set them down by the side. Ashly stepped into the water, which was a bit chilly considering it was not warmed by the sun, and walked over to their edge. She took a bucket and placed it in the water, to give them a starting platform.

Brittany made her way to the jacuzzi. Not one that particularly liked being cold, she dipped her foot into the water. It was still a few minutes from heating up, but she decided she'd rather slip in than wait; at least sit by a jet while the rest took its time.

Ashly started back-stroking about as Alexis stood on the bucket she had placed for them by the edge.

They spent the next few moments passing the buckets and putting them in the water, to later spread them around.

Kailey went around the other side of the pool and started gathering some of the pool toys they had. Floating balls, foam disks, a few rubber rockets, and an underwater Frisbee. They had more, but this was a nice start.

Justin shouted his warning. He quickly darted from the pumps toward the pool, slightly bending the no-running rule, and leapt. He curled his legs and hugged his knees, just seconds before the cone of water erupted around him. He exhaled beneath the water, letting his voice carry in the bubbles that rapidly escaped his muzzle. He sat upon the floor for a moment, letting the temperature soak into his fur, before abruptly bursting from his coiled-up position and pushing up to jump a bit out of the water.

"Eight-point-seven!" Lauren said, letting go of the last bucket and giving him a thumbs up.

"What'd I do wrong?" He jokingly complained.

"It'd'a been funnier if you acciden'ly lost yer shorts," she said.

He splashed at her, even though there was no way he could get her from all the way across the pool.

She shot him a raspberry.

"Why don't you take a crack at that, Ash?" Brittany teased, resting her chin over her forearms, which were crossed on the dividing wall of the two pools.

"No thanks!" The rabbit said. "It's too chilly right now!"

"Then you should come in here, it's starting to warm up."

"Maybe in a bit."

"HeyJustinthinkfast!"

"Huh?" The wolf pup said as he looked in Kailey's direction. Just as he did, two foam balls saturated with water were rocketing toward him, with a third just leaving her pitch. He quickly threw his hands up to block, one of the balls splashing beside him and the other glancing off his elbow. The third hit the water right in front of him, splashing at his face. He let his block down and punched the water, just as Ashly was backstroking; his splash hit her.

"Ah! Hey! You jerk!" She scolded, splashing him back.

"It was accident." He reasoned.

"You need to be more careful," she said, splashing him again.

He sputtered and shook his head, then splashed her. She squealed, and splashed him back.

What started was an immediate splash-fight, their palms rapidly hitting the water as their faces were turned to either side.

"Lovers' quarrel!" Brittany shouted from the jacuzzi.

Immediately the lovers stopped and stared at her. A heartbeat passed, and then they dashed toward her as quickly as they could.

She eeped, and backed away from the wall, but it wasn't far enough. They combined their efforts and sent a roaring wave of chilly water into her warming haven. "Yaaa! That's cold!"

"Better watch it," Ashly mocked a threat.

"We'll drag you in here." Justin followed.

"Okay okay; I give, I give!"

They snickered and darted away.

Kailey slid into the pool. She took a quivering breath as the chilly water slid up her bare legs and thighs, and soaked into her swimsuit. She pressed her legs together and wrapped her arms around herself. "Jeez! You guys didn't tell me it was like this!"

"Is it really that bad?" Lauren asked.

"Yeah. It doesn't feel bad to me..."

"Holy cow!" Kailey rushed toward the stairs. "I'm with you, Brittany."

"Come to the warm side," the vixen spoke like Darth Vader, as the skunkette rushed into the water and curled up by a jet with a sigh of relief.

Justin and Ashly swam back toward the center of the pool, where the twins were clumsily carrying their buckets to where they wanted them. They took a share, Justin carrying two, and helped them out.

The twins stood upon a bucket each. Sometimes, they would use their buckets as little dancing pedestals. In fact, they liked to use the pool to practice some of the more intricate maneuvers they had to do. They also practiced their synchronization, setting two buckets side-by-side and artificially slowing their movements down through the water. It was nice and easy when they didn't have to fight against that pesky gravity they hadn't even really learned about yet.

"Can we get the skip-discs?" Alexis asked.

"I'll get 'em," Justin offered, swimming to the side of the pool where the toys were. He hopped out, the air now also a bit chilly as the fans had started to abate the mugginess. Reaching into the chest, he pulled out six brightly colored plastic discs. He tossed them into the pool, letting them skip across the surface toward the kittens.

They departed from their buckets to collect a few of the discs, and then went on opposite sides of the pool.

Ashly watched as they started flinging them. The game always started innocently enough; the discs were tossed and the other person had to try and catch them. Sometimes, it devolved from a game where the goal was to try and make the other person jump off their platform to really reach for a stray traveler, to outright trying to hit them. When it got to that point, Justin usually had to intervene.

Speaking of her lover, she started to tread over to him. He smiled as she approached; she responded by shivering a bit.

"If it's that chilly go to the spa," he chuckled.

"I'm--m--m Okay," she took a breath and held it for a moment. "If I... wasn't wearing a bikini I'd... p--probably be a bit warmer..."

He turned to her. "C'mere," he said, "I'll keep you warm."

The way he said it, or perhaps the way she heard him say it, made her shiver in a different way. His arms floated loosely as he opened them to receive her. She gently skipped across the bottom of the pool the short distance between them, propelling herself on one foot. She practically fell into his arms, but because of the water it was in slow-motion.

He wrapped his arms around her, supporting her as she floated.

She sighed, her breath accentuated with a third kind of shiver, and leaned into the embrace. Perhaps she had only imagined the inflection she thought he had hidden inside the expression. The thought of the first time they... did it was brought back into her mind. The way she expressed how "cold" she was and she needed him to 'warm her up."

He chuckled as the twins started trash-talking one another, and idly reached down, resting his hand upon his lover's buttock. He gave it a firm squeeze.

As the twins played, and the lovers embraced, Brittany contentedly felt the warm jet of water rumble on the small of her back. The jacuzzi was starting to bubble now, the foamy water spilling over the top of the dividing wall and into the pool proper. She looked toward the skunkette sitting on the adjacent wall, and then casually lifted off the seat to occupy the jet that was beside her. "Warm enough?"

"Yeah." The skunkette replied. "It's like... 'well school started; guess I better start freezing,'" she said, pretending to be the voice of the water as she splashed warm water toward the dividing wall.

"I'm glad you joined me," Brittany said. "It was getting kinda lonely." She noticed that Kailey quickly had a bit of a curious expression on her face; like a mix of embarrassment, dread, and excitement all at once.

"A--are you gonna... go in the other pool at all?"

"Maybe later," she said. "But right now I like it in here."

"Yeah, it is nice and warm."

Brittany chuckled. "Well, yeah. There's that, too." Just as she anticipated, the skunkette gave her a curious glance.

"Why else?" She asked, unable to help the nervous giggle that escaped her. It was like she knew, somewhere in her mind, where the vixen was leading.

Brittany flashed a wry smile, and moved to her feet. She turned back toward the wall, and clambered upon the rough seat.

Kailey watched as the vixen situated herself on her knees, facing the wall. She was kneeling flat, water up to just under her armpits.

She reached her hands and placed her palms on the ground, outside the pool. She glanced over to the skunkette, to make sure she was watching attentively.

Kailey shifted, as if to make room, while the vixen pushed forward a little like she was going to get out. But the movements were deliberate, and Kailey watched as Brittany's face went from concentrative, to suddenly relaxed.

She leaned forward, and huskily exhaled.

Kailey's eyes wandered down, and her lips hung ajar. The vixen's tail was raised above the water, clearing any obstruction from below. Even with the foam and disturbing surface, the skunkette could tell that there was a particular way Brittany was positioned, and a particular spot that was interrupting the path of the gurgling jet.

"hurrrrr-rah!"

Scwhi-scwhi-scwhi-scwhi-SCWHI

"Yah!" Ashly winced as she opened her eyes, a bright-orange piece of plastic nearly taking one of them out. "Guys! Be careful! Those things can hurt!"

They turned sharply and had shocked faces. Lauren turned back. "You almost hit Ashy!"

"You were s'possa catch it!"

"You threw it too far!"

"No you wern't payin' attenshun'."

"Okay okay, girls." Justin said, and they both quieted. "Why don't we play with the rockets? That way at least it's not going to hurt if it accidentally hits someone."

They both nodded. "You guys wanna play with us?"

The rabbit and pup exchanged glances. "Sure," She said.

Alexis zoomed off of her platform after the rocket, which had worked its way over toward the far wall. When she got back to another platform, they were in roughly a square. "Ready, Justin?"

He rippled the water. The rocket was tossed in the air. The heavy rubber sunk immediately, heading in his general direction. He gaged its destination, and dashed to intercept. Unable to actually see underwater, he was pegged in the chest.

Ashly readied. He threw perfectly, the rocket taking an even arc before submerging and heading directly for her. She almost didn't need to move in order to catch it; it practically went right into her hands.

She called at out Lauren, and tossed it. It immediately sunk to the bottom and turned one-eighty before coming to a rest.

Justin started to laugh.

"Hey that's mean!" Alexis scolded.

"Don't worry, Ashy, I got it." Lauren said, practically flipping off her platform as a way to propel herself. She snatched the rocket and took to another platform near by. "Back to you, sissy!"

Alexis crouched, as much as she could while keeping her head above the water, and poised. The rubber rocket flew into the air as her sister grunted and jumped backward to throw it strong. She watched it glide in slow motion as it submerged with barely a splash. She saw it change course as it first entered the water, and so she would have to leap off her platform. She made her empirical judgment, and kicked so hard the bucket toppled over.

As it slowly keeled to one side, she started to slow. She kicked a few times, and with one final, powerful snap of her legs, she caught it.

Lauren began to giggle, and then doubled over for a second as her laughter mixed with a flurry of bubbles. "You--you look like you... have a dick!"

Alexis swam to the nearest platform, her stroke-posture a little awkward. She stood, her knees held together, rocket captured between her thighs. She joined in her sister's giggling, wiggling the rocket from side to side by twisting her hips. "Yeah it--" She started to say, but then stopped.

An idea hit. A weird one. She took the solid hunk of rubber in her hand and turned it so that the nose faced her. She tilted it to the side. It did, she realized. Without any real thought about who was watching, she pulled the rocket back under the water. She held it with both hands, angling the nose with concentration. She moved one hand, resting it on her tummy, and aligned just so--

"Ooooo--ooooooh yeah!"

Even Alexis was distracted, feeling tingles as the nose of the bigger rubber pseudo-phallus pressed gently against her groin.

All looked over to the jacuzzi, where Brittany was resting her head in her arms, all on the concrete, facing away from the center of the spa.

"Ah... ah... that feels so good..." she huffed, before slipping away and falling beneath the surface.

"I'manna go to the spa," Alexis stated, and dropped the rocket.

Giggling, her sister quietly joined her.

Justin and Ashly followed, everyone making their way while Brittany placed herself back where she was, albeit facing away from the jet this time.

"Wow, it's really warm in here!" Alexis gasped as she went in waist-deep just by standing on the seat.

Ashly dipped a leg in. She shivered.

"What?" Justin chuckled. "You're that cold?"

"Nooooo," she sighed. "It's warm, I just had a shiver, leemee alone..."

"I'm sorry," he said.

Lauren sat on the edge with only her feet in the warm, volatile water. "Um... J...Jussy?"

"What's up, Laur?" He asked, sliding into the warm water and exhaling his own compliment to the heat.

"Can you... c'mere?" She asked.

He left the seat he'd just taken and walked toward the other corner where the white kitten was seated. He took the spot a bit below her and looked up. "Whaddaya need?" For a moment, he waited for her answer. But she twiddled her thumbs and looked at the other girls. He glanced in their direction as well, half-curious and half-worried. When he saw her movement out of the corner of his eye he looked back.

She placed her hands behind her a little, and rocked as she lifted one leg and moved it out. Then leaned on that leg, and moved the other out. She swallowed, looking at him, and then briefly flicking her eyes downward.

Justin instinctively followed her eyes' movement, but stopped when his vision arrived on her. The ruffled white skirt about her waist was like a line that marked where everything was below. The blue hue of her bathing suit had been darkened slightly by the saturation of water, but the metallic sheen was very prominent beneath the bright, buzzing lights.

With her legs spread, the sheen outlined certain contours of her body. Her navel was slightly darkened, surrounded by a bit of a light ring. Just beneath the teasingly-short skirt, the bottom of her bathing suit was like a pair of underwear. The sheen pointed out the slight bulge where he mons pushed outward. And, as she began to roll back a little more, the swimsuit clung tightly to her groin, highlighting it in a shimmering blue.

"You... liked staring at my sis... right?" She asked. "Do you... like staring at... me?"

"Well I mean--when, when you put it that way, I--um, it's not that I really like it it's j--" he blurted and babbled, and right away he saw the hurt look.

"You... don't like it?"

"Well it's... it's not that I don't it's--I--" Something in him felt weird. For a second, his stomach pitched, like he'd been caught doing something very bad.

Well... because he had... right? It was bad, staring at her. But... He stared at the others, a look of worry on his face.

"I think what he means, Laurie," Kailey said. "Is that he likes staring at all of us, he's just not used to it. Y'know?"

"You're not?" Lauren asked him.

"I... um..."

"Well, then," Brittany chimed in. "Maybe we should let him have a chance to get used to it."

"I agree," Ashly stated.

"You do!?" Justin questioned, one eyebrow high.

The rabbit rolled her eyes. "C'mon. I mean... you've seen all of us naked. You've fucked all of us at least once. We've all cummed around your dick. And it's like every time we so much as lean against you, you're still just a little bit nervous. I can see it every time, like you're worried about something. Like, I dunno, we're gonna bite you or something."

A wave of heat rushed across his cheeks. Especially at the way she smiled.

"See? It's happening right now."

"Oh yeah, I see it." Brittany said.

"I think I do, too." Kailey concurred.

"I don't." Alexis stated flatly, causing them to laugh--all except the pup, who suddenly felt very strangely embarrassed.

"So..." Brittany said, glancing at the sole male. "Be a good boy, and go look in my bag. It should be almost right on top." She gestured, pointing toward her duffel bag by the switch console.

Reluctantly, he departed from the warm, bubbling water into the slightly chilly air by comparison. He shook the water out of his fur, causing Lauren to giggle and block the artificial shower. He went to the bag, as instructed. He looked back halfway between, watching as they watched him.

At the light-blue bag, he knelt down. He gingerly undid the zipper, and opened it wide apart. There, almost perfectly placed on top, was the pair of zebra-striped panties she had been wearing earlier. He scrunched a brow. "You want me to bring you your underwear?" He asked.

"No," she replied back. "Check in my underwear."

He reached in, and noticed that the smooth fabric was shy of perfectly placed because it looked a bit misshapen. He gripped it in his hand, and felt something concealed inside. He lifted the garment up, and through one of the leg-holes, a pair of goggles fell into the bag.

"Go ahead and sniff them," she said, "I cummed in them like three times since last night."

This was so awkward he didn't even have a boner. He looked at them, and his reluctance must have shown because only a second or two after watching them watch him Ashly said:

"Go on, do it."

He stared at the underwear.

"Flip it inside out," Brittany suggested.

As he somehow entranced himself into untangling the fabric and determine which was the "inside," he felt a burning little devil on his shoulder. He looked at the girls again, watching him. The devil snickered, but his gut quivered. They were watching him. Observing him. It was just...weird.

Maybe they were right about something. He certainly felt it. Like some kind of stage fright. Like he was actually walking on tip-toes the whole time. He recalled the morning he had jacked off in the tub, where he started thinking about the other girls after Ashly.

That was kind of like this feeling. It was like he wasn't sure if that was something he was supposed to do. Either because it was something he knew was a bit wrong, or... he wasn't sure if they felt the same way he felt.

"Sniff, sniff, sniff, sniff," the twins began to chant.

He slowly brought the fabric to his nose, and inhaled. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to be smelling. Sure, it smelled a little musky, but all the chlorine overpowered anything. And yet, it gave him a tingling in his spine.

Even if it was only a little, he enjoyed it. And he wanted to do it again some time, with another girl's panties. Maybe... Kailey's...

"Don't forget the goggles!" Brittany said.

He retrieved them, replacing the panties, and went back to the jacuzzi.

"There, that wasn't so bad, was it?" Ashly asked.

"What'd it smell like? Did you like it?" Alexis asked.

"Um..."

"Be honest," Kailey said, as he entered the water.

"Well... I mean... honestly I didn't smell much. It's pretty chlorine-ey down here."

"Yeah, I guess so," Ashly said.

"Maybe you'll just have to appreciate our underwear later," Brittany said.

"M...maybe," he said. "Here," he proffered the goggles.

"Those are for you." She said.

"Me? What for?"

"Well, first," the vixen said, lifting her foot out of the water and pointing at the white kitten. "She wanted you to do something, and I think we all think you should try again."

The pup looked at the kitten. "You... really want me to?"

"Please?" She asked, clasping her hands together. "I saw you looking at Lexi and... I wanna be looked at, too. It makes me feel tingly."

"I just..." He looked down at the water. "I mean... I kind of let you guys... take the lead. I guess... I wasn't sure what I was allowed to do... or not..."

There was a moment of nervous silence on his part.

"Can I ask..." Ashly started. "If we said you were allowed to do whatever you wanted to do... what would you do?"

"I..." His stomach did a flip-flop while he heard the sound of a fuse blow in his brain. "I... dunno..." He admitted.

"Well," the rabbit smiled. "I think you better figure it out--cuz you're allowed."

He watched as they all nodded in agreement. He gulped.

"In the meantime," the rabbit continued. "Lauren wants you to examine her and make her feel good about herself. Think you can handle that?"

"Um..."

"With us watching?" Brittany chuckled. "We wanna watch, don't worry--we don't mind."

"If it makes you feel better, Juss," Kailey chimed in, "Me and Brittany spent like half an hour just playing around with their cuties. They probably played with ours for longer."

The pup took a calming breath. "K--kay... I'll um... I'll examine you, Laurie..."

"Only if you wanna!" The kitten protested, curling up her legs a bit to keep herself modest.

"I... do."

She hmm'd. "You sure?"

He nodded.

"What is it ya wanna do?" She asked, swaying from side to side a bit.

"I want to... look at you."

"Look where?"

He swallowed. "Between your legs."

She continued to sway, teasingly. "How come ya wanna look there?"

The other girls giggled; "She's so mean it's cute," one of them said.

"Cuz I... wanna see what it looks like."

She giggled. "But you already saw," she pointed out. "You put your hard cock in me 'n everything."

"Well... yeah, but..." more giggling. He looked at them.

"Don't mind us," Brittany said.

"We think it's cute," Kailey explained. "She's right, you did put your hard cock in her."

"Maybe he wants a closer look," Alexis said, throwing him a line. "If I remember you were kinda quick and he didn't get much of a chance to see you before you cummed all over him."

Lauren giggled. "Ohh, okay. You want a closer look?"

"Yeah," Justin said, although he let the genuine intent in his voice slip through more than he expected. It felt so casual.

"Here, lemme spread my legs," the kitten said, and did just that. She opened them again, similar to before, except she rested the backs of her heels on the ground. "There ya go, nice'n'wide."

"That is really wide, girl," Brittany said. "You're almost doing the splits."

"Oh those are easy," Alexis said.

"Yeah, we do them all the time."

"Maybe you should show us some naked splits, later," Kailey suggested.

"Yeah!" The black-furred sister said with a clap.

Justin listened to the conversation, all the while his eyes switching between the open groin before him, and the face of the girl to which it belonged. Even covered by the bathing suit, as he stared for a couple of moments, he began to really focus on the way the fabric covered her groin.

"You can get closer," she said.

He moved closer, but was still several inches away.

"Do ya like it?" She asked.

"Yes... I do," he said.

"Whaddya like about it?" She probed.

"Um..." He licked his lips. "I... I like the way the swimsuit covers it... the way it's all shiny... It looks very pretty.' He glanced up at her eyes.

She giggled, a little nervously. "Sissy'n'I picked these out, special. Cuz they got the skirt," she lifted it up, "Like we're wearing undies. 'N yeah, it's shiny, so it makes my cutie look really pretty, like a jewel."

Justin rested his hand on one of her thighs. He pushed, absently.

"You want me to go wider?" She asked. "I think I can."

He looked up, and before he could answer, she started moving.

She scooted closer to the edge of the pool, so that her thighs were almost flush with it. Then, she used her hands to hold each leg as she widened them like she did before. She leaned back, resting on her palms as she stared down at the wolf pup watching her. Then, she continued leaning back until she committed her back to resting on the ground. "There..." She said with a sigh. "Is that better?" She asked, flipping the little skirt so that it exposed more of the lower portion.

"Wow..." Justin said. "It's barely covering you, now."

She giggled. "Feel my suit; it's really soft," she said, using her fingers to touch her lower tummy. She waited a second or so, and then felt the gentle pressure. "Hee," she said, "That's tickly... keep going."

Justin started below the seam-line of the skirt. It did feel soft; really smooth, almost slippery.

"It feels really comfy around my cutie," she said. "You can feel for yourself if you want."

The pup did want. Sure, it was awkward getting started, but just one step from that and this was exhilarating. He used his index and middle fingers to slowly trace around her mons and lower tummy. After a moment, he went further down.

She gasped as she felt the tickling pressure of his fingers slip lower.

His fingertips traced over the silky fabric like it was water. It yielded slightly to his pressure, letting him tease and feel the delicate contour that was concealed behind. It was so visible, so open, so... there. All for him. To touch and look. He watched and felt the way his fingers traced over her covered vulva.

"Oh!" She said sharply, then whispered, "Yeah... right there... touch there..."

He pushed gently, and the fabric let him slip inside just a little. She was practically spread already, just by how naturally wide her legs were. He went up to where her clitoris was, gently rubbing, eliciting a mewl of pleasure and lots of twitching from the kitten.

"You--you can... you can peek underneath... if you want..." She encouraged.

Why hadn't he thought of that? Gingerly, he moved his fingers to the trim of her bathing suit. He traced the seamline that covered her most intimate places, eagerly teasing himself with what was beneath. Peek, she said. The word was so naughty. She took in a breath as he pulled the elastic stretch-band aside. It was tougher than he expected. He had to really pull it.

He was rewarded with such a pretty, tender sight. He neared, his muzzle dipping to get his eyes closer. She was so petite, her little lips barely a visible slit, even spread this wide. Her clitoris was barely visible, a little swelling at the top of her vulva, resting beneath its secure hood. Though it was probably water, he couldn't help but notice how wet the little pink vice was.

As he reluctantly replaced the fabric, he also couldn't help but notice something else. "Thanks, that was a really good view."

"You're welcome," she said, leaning up a little. "Do you wanna look again, soon? You can anytime..."

"Sure," he said. "I'd love to. And... y'know what?"

"What?"

He stood up on the seat. She looked up at him, lying spread-wide on her back with half-lidded eyes and a satisfied smile. He leaned over her, further and further, until his muzzle was near hers. He thought the way her eyes blinked as she kissed him was so adorable, and even more-so the moan she let into his throat as he gently prodded his boyhood against where she just let him explore.

She gasped as the kiss broke, and he pushed extra firmly. "Did I make you stiff?"

"Mm-hmm," he said.

"Does'at mean you wanna put your cock in me again?"

He growled huskily. "Of course," he replied. "But... that's for later, okay?"

"Uh-huh," she said. "Thanks fer makin' me feel pretty'n'sexy, like Lexi."

"Aww, y'hear that, Lex?" Brittany said. "Your sis just called you sexy."

"Did not!" Lauren huffed, sliding into the spa.

"Thanks sis!" Alexis giggled. "I think you're sexy, too."

The kitten blushed, sinking until the water covered her cheeks.

"There, was that so hard?" Ashly questioned.

A few heartbeats passed, and Kailey started the abrupt laughter at the accidental pun.

"So," Brittany spoke up. "About the goggles," she straightened up. "I guess it's kinda a cowinky-dink that we're training our good little boy to look at our privates. I thought to bring those goggles so that he could be all 'pervy' and watch us while we swim, underwater."

"'Pervy'?" He questioned.

"Yeah," the vixen said. "'Pervy' is when you're being naughty--like when you're thinking about fucking us, or looking at our privates, or... watching us change and get naked."

"Yeah, gawsh, Justin," Kailey teased.

"I know right?" Ashly chimed in. "Did you see the way he was looking at me when Brittany took my bathing suit off?" She giggled. "Poor puppy, we're so mean."

"But it's so fun making him feel confused," Brittany admitted.

"As long as he knows he's allowed I guess it's okay if we're a little mean," the rabbit reasoned.

"It's so warm in here," Lauren said. "I'm kinda fallin' asleep."

"I know," Kailey said. "I think I'm a little too warm." She stood up on the seat, as if to start getting out.

"You wanna go in the big pool?" Ashly asked, motioning to join her.

"No," the skunkette replied. She reached up, and pulled the left shoulder-strap of her bathing suit. It was a bit snug, but she managed to pull it free. The other side was easier, having given it slack. Both straps free, she wriggled and squirmed as she began peeling it away, showing off the light-blue colored mesh on the inside that snugly clung to her body. While the others watched, she shimmied out of her bathing suit, bundling it up into a little ball and setting it aside on the deck.

"Oh yeah," she said, stretching. "That feels much better..." She slowly made her way back in, carefully submerging her bare pussy into the water, jerking up just a bit and gasping, more for show than from actual cause of need. "Haaah... just right." She said with content as she sat back down. "Say... Juss. Wanna try the goggles out?"

"Let's give them some room," Brittany said, scooting away from the skunkette and ushering Alexis to do the same.

Justin fitted the goggles around his head. They were the glasses-style, rather than the full diver-mask, which had its pros and cons. On the plus side, it was universally more comfortable; finding the right kind of mask that fit was sometimes quite a scavenger hunt. However, the glasses were more finicky, not to mention they tried to suck his eyeballs right out of his head.

They were mostly clear. Perhaps they had a slight dark tint to them, but the lights that shone in the bottom of the jacuzzi made up for that. He took a breath, pressed the lenses secure, and went under.

The warble of the bubbling jets surrounded him. It vibrated the very water around him. The bubbles swept across the lenses, which only blocked his view a little.

All there was to see were legs and lower-halves. Lauren's and Ashly's were fairly closed. Alexis was a bit spread with her hands on her thighs. Brittany's were closed around her hand. But Kailey's were spread fairly liberally. She leaned into the corner, with her right knee touching the back wall and her left touching the dividing wall.

He walked to get closer.

Her diamond was clearly visible, marking the area to draw his eyes. Her slit was closed, but much more noticeable and pink than Lauren's. As he neared, he felt her hand grip his head, and pull him closer.

Point-blank in her crotch, he could see and note the subtle differences between this pussy and the one he peeked at earlier. Kailey's was much more pronounced, but less of a vibrant pink--more pale. He could make out the little folds of skin between the cleft, just barely. Her clitoral hood was black toward the top, where her downy fur began to cover her mons.

His eyes started to see little sparkles.

"We were wondering when you were gonna come up for air," Lauren giggled.

Justin heaved.

"Y'know," Kailey said, resting her cheek on her palm. "I could really just let you look all day."

"Careful, Kay," Alexis said. "He might wanna!"

"Do you like mine, too?" The skunkette asked.

Justin lifted his goggles. "Of course," he said.

She pursed her lips. "What do you like about it?"

Finally catching his breath, he thought. "I like... that white diamond."

Kailey whimpered, and covered herself. "Noooo," she groaned. "Why? It's so... embarrassing..."

The pup shook his head. "Why?"

"Cuz... I dunno... it just..." She curled a little.

"It... kinda tells me where to look," he tried to say. "It's like... a picture frame."

She whimpered again. "Fine," she huffed. "If you like it, I guess I'll have to get used to it..." She sat again, and then stood up. "Hey... um... I'm... I'm gonna try something Brittany showed me. It... I think it'd make it a whole lot... better for me if... if you watched me do it up close like that." She stepped up to the pup and reached out to him. "You... think you want to?"

He smiled, and took her into an embrace. "Sure," he said, his hand sliding down the small of her back, catching the base of her tail in the crook of his thumb and index finger. "Okay. I'm gonna get on my knees on the seat... you can just look at me from... from behind, I guess, so you can come up for air real easy."

"Okay," he agreed, letting her break away.

"If you line it up to hit your clit," Brittany said, "it feels amazing--especially since you don't have a pesky bathing suit in the way."

The skunkette licked her lips as she got on her knees on the seat. Even as the jet of water broke across the side of her pelvis just near her groin, the tingling that she got made her legs shiver and her hips buck just a little. She squatted a bit low, letting the jet of water hit her navel, and looked back.

"You ready?"

Justin pushed on his goggles, nodding, and dove under. He could hear her muffled voice count to three, and then she moved. She spread her knees out, and lifted up a little, and the jet of water burst forth from between her legs. He watched as the bubbles tore across her bare vagina, her legs wriggling and squirming as the powerful stream of water grazed her loins. Her moans were still fairly clear.

"Oh gosh," she gasped. "This is--aaah!" Her legs buckled as she lined it up, a flash of white washing over her eyes. She recovered as quickly as she could, eager and anxious to feel the bubbles tickle her tummy with such pleasure and warmth. "Hey L--Lauren," she said, trying her best to concentrate.

"Yeah?"

"C'm--ooooh... C'mere..."

The kitten quickly hopped out of the water, curving around to face the skunkette with the gate of a trotting gorilla. "What?"

"Mmmmmm! I wanna look at you, too, okay?"

"Really?" She exclaimed, with flattery and excitement.

"Yeah," the skunkette huffed huskily.

Justin popped up out of the water long enough to take a breath and go back under.

"Okay," the kitten said, walking closer since her groin was about at eye-level with the skunk.

"You have... such a cute bathing suit..." The skunkette said. "It really... makes your little cutie stand out... Mmm-hmmmmm! C--can I kiss you there?"

"Sure!" Lauren stepped up closer, and stood with her legs apart. Kailey's muzzle dipped and her chin angled upward. The kitten felt a gentle pressure against her vulva, the feeling eliciting a faint sense of pleasure from her privates.

"Remember how we explored each other?" Kailey asked, nuzzling the kitten's crotch.

"Oh yeah!" Lauren exclaimed with a sigh, grinding her pelvis against the skunkette's motions.

"I wanna do that again," she admitted. "You make the cutest little noises..."

"You mean... like this?" Lauren reached down to cup Kailey's chin and pressed her nose against her concealed clitoris. "Oooooo!"

Justin popped up for air, catching Kailey moan with intense passion and volume. He watched as the kitten raised her heels and stood on her tip-toes, letting the skunkette kiss all over below the skirt of her swimsuit's shiny front.

Intent on helping, he went down for the fourth time. He swam closer to the skunkette, getting the closest view of her underside. Her pussy was rather puffy now, the lips slightly more visible and its hue slightly more vibrant. The downy fur on her rump rippled in the water with each twitch and thrust of her waist.

He reached out, and caught her by the outer-thighs. She let out another groan. He moved his hands to take control of her waist, and began coaxing her. She almost struggled against him, as if confused between whether she wanted or feared the pleasure. He was intent to force her into it.

Taking a moment to recover more air, he also choked his grip. With his thumbs against her labia he spread them out, as best he could underwater. With her resistance, his thumb would slip, but he eventually had a steady hold, and her pussy was tamed open.

Her wriggling began to lessen in wild thrashing but the subtle twitches increased in frequency. He began coaxing her again, trying his best to match where the stream was without being able to really see through the wild onslaught of bubbles.

Then he heard it, and felt it. He pushed forward, slamming her hips against the wall. The jet of bubbles was mostly blocked now, save for a stream that tickled past her wide-open lips. The jet of water pounded against her clitoris.

"I'm cumming!"

He heard her muffled voice exclaim, and her body responded immediately. Her legs flexed and her hips bucked rhythmically, letting past a stream of bubbles before blocking it once again. The pussy lips against his thumbs slipped free, and he watched as little bubbles escaped the quivering passage between her legs.

He surfaced, gasping for air, but not nearly as violently as the skunkette was, who finally managed to collapse to the side and relieve herself of the torturous pleasure.

Lauren giggled. "I didn't even get to the part where I was gonna let her have a peek, too."

"I wanna try..." Alexis said, and turned around to face the jet closest to her. "Mmm..." She concentrated. "It's hard to... get it..." She huffed, "It's not low enough..."

"I'll help," Justin said. He went over to the kitten, and reached beneath her. She looked back at him as his hands cupped her buttocks. "Here, lean back." He felt her weight yield to his support. "Now put your feet on the wall--okay, now walk this way a little..."

"Ah! Ohhhh..." The kitten started to moan as the jet tickled her thigh, the crux of her groin, and then her pussy proper.

The pup felt her twitch and wiggle in his hands, but he could tell she was having difficulty keeping steady. He pushed his pelvis forward, allowing her an incline to rest on, and moved his hands from her rear to gripping about the backs of her knees. He pulled her legs apart and her feet away from resting on the walls. Using his torso as support, he kept her in place, and even took a few steps toward the bench to get her closer to the stream.

Her body writhed against him, and her moans and exclamations almost echoed off the low ceiling.

Ashly intervened, fearing someone might hear from outside, and clamped the kitten's muzzle with her hands, muffling her.

That only seemed to heighten the kitten's pleasure, as she forcibly groaned and growled, her breaths and exhales heavily rushing from her nostrils. Until finally, she let out a continuous groan that crescendoed into a squeal.

The wolf felt her quivering against him, her body convulsing and her thighs wiggling inward and outward like she was trying to flap them. Her tummy undulated beneath the water, causing little waves to ripple about them. He held her in place, letting the powerful force of water crash against her buffeted cunny, until after a moment she settled down.

He gently turned her, and seated her. She closed her eyes and leaned against him, so he sat beside her and let her recover on his shoulder.

They rested for a while, letting the warm bubbles brush and tickle their bodies while the heat penetrated their muscles and bones. The steam clouded their eyes and filled their lungs, and the rumbling numbed their limbs and entranced their minds.

Alexis began to stir, and started kissing Justin's shoulder.

He reached down and slipped his hand behind her, his fingers stroking the smoothness of her bathing suit around the base of her tail and small of her back. His other hand idly went to his girlfriend, feeling her bikini. It was definitely not as smooth, but still felt soft against his fingers, despite the bit of numbness. He found her cotton tail, and groped it a few times, eliciting a giggle from her. Feeling more adventurous, he slipped his hand beneath her bikini, caressing the soft fur of her butt-cheek.

She gasped, and felt a blush come to her face, but given how warm it was it might have been disguised in her heat-flushed cheeks already.

He stroked her a few times, tracing the ridge of her tail. Then he pulled his hand back out, keeping a finger beneath the trim. He moved the finger along, passing underneath the knot that tied her bottoms together and kept them about her hips. His fingers traced her hip-bone, and fell into the snug ridge of her thigh, before he dove beneath the fabric again and gave the same attention to her mons as he gave to her rear.

The rabbit sighed heavily as her boyfriend's fingers gently stroked her front. It tickled, making her tummy reflexively twitch at his gentle, sensitive caresses.

He loved the feeling of her downy groin-fur. It was almost as smooth and sleek as the kitten's bathing suit, but lacked that artificial feeling. Where fabric was cold and synthetic, her privates were warm and organic. It felt tender and timid, the way she twitched and flinched as he barely touched her while he stroked. And it felt comforted and relaxed, the way she sighed and softened as he pushed and massaged with his fingers.

Not That Kind of Diving

Brittany yawned.

Lauren stood up, lifting her arms above her head as she stretched, parting her legs so that the bubbles tickled just beneath her groin.

"I think I'm ready to swim, finally," the vixen said.

"Yeah, I wanna play more in the pool," the white kitten agreed.

"Me too," Kailey said. "I'm almost falling asleep." She stood up, her nudity almost forgotten to the wolf as she saw him stare her up and down. She reached for the bundled bathing suit behind her, and picked it up.

Justin thought she might put it back on, but instead he followed it as it drifted through the air and landed a ways away. Beside him, Alexis stood upon the bench.

"Thanks for helping me cum," she said, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"You're welcome," he replied, leaning down and kissing her chest where he thought her nipple might be, eliciting a giggle form her. "Did it feel good?"

"Mmhmm!" She gave an exaggerated nod. "My cutie's still all tingly." She said, reaching down to touch her finger to it. "It feels nice." She circled her finger about her button a couple times, letting the tingles wiggle about in her thighs, and then got out of the jacuzzi. She looked to see the wolf watching her, and so she lifted her near leg out first so that he got a bit of a tease as she hopped out.

"I think I'm going to swim, too," Ashly said, touching the wrist of the hand that still massaged her mons. It receded at her cue, and she stood up. Looking down at her lover, she faced him, and smiled. "You wanna join us? Don't forget your goggles..."

"I'm gonna get the diving sticks!" Lauren announced.

"Kay," Brittany acknowledged.

Justin stared at the triangle that clung against his lover's body. The soft pink was more vibrant now that the fabric had been saturated. It had a wrinkle or two, but other than that it was smooth and barely concealing. She adjusted her stance, and he watched as the wrinkles changed, and her camel-toe was made a bit more pronounced.

His eyes wandered to the tie at her hips. The bows hung down, the square-knot on her right hip still holding tight, while the slip-knot on her left looked like it barely hung on. He reached up, and placed his hands upon her outer thighs, as if to steady her. Then, he reached for the square-knot. Just as his fingers pinched the aglet of the loose string, she caught him by the wrist.

"Not yet," she admonished, forcing him to let go.

He rolled his eyes and mocked an upset pout, relinquishing the spaghetti string with reluctance. He stood, and looked at her as the water poured off of his pelt.

A bashful smile crossed her lips. She bent down on the seat, and gripped the waistband of his trunks. She pulled them down rather aggressively, but made sure not to discomfort his jewels. Her favorite appendage stuck straight up for her, so big and red and stiff. It had a distinct heat to it that she could feel as her lips went to its base to kiss it. He twitched for her, just how she liked. She lowered her nose and gently used it to nudge his fuzzy sac, licking the extra-relaxed pouch thanks to the warmth.

She stood up, and they hugged for a moment, his penis gently pulsing against her tummy.

Finally, they parted, and started to get out. When they looked toward the pool, everyone was watching them.

"Sorry," Ashly said.

"No problem," Brittany responded. "We were just watching."

"I like when you two are naughty," Lauren giggled.

The rabbit stepped into the water. It was still fairly chilly, but the residual warmth of the jacuzzi was still with her. She braved up to her knees, and then hesitated as the water gently crept up her thighs. She took the next step. She took in a breath. Somehow, even though she had been in the water before, as her groin was submerged she felt a shiver run up her spine. Between her legs, it felt like ice, and yet it made her tingle with such pleasure. It lapped and teased her covered vulva, until her hips went fully below the realm of water, and then she leapt forward toward the middle.

Then it was Justin's turn. He was less dramatic about his entrance, however he did notice a drop in temperature as his meat slipped beneath the surface of the water. It surrounded his girth and began cooling the warmth that he produced. He could even feel it work to soften him a little.

"The girls and I thought of a game," Kailey said, the twins treading around near her.

"What's that?" Ashly asked.

"Since Justin's the one with goggles,"

"He's gotta get the diving-sticks."

"But, I've already got a diving stick," he muttered.

Brittany tossed a soaker-ball at him. "Hurr-durr." She teased, mocking his lame joke.

Alexis started giggling, causing Ashly to fall ill to laughter, too.

"C'mon, I wanna play!" Lauren huffed.

"Okay, okay," Brittany assured. "We'll play. How does it work?"

"Five sticks," Kailey explained. "Each girl gets one."

"Justin's gotta get all the sticks," Lauren continued. "They each have different points, so the ten-point is the easiest to get, and fifty-point is hardest."

"I think I can do that," the pup said with a smug expression.

Alexis shot him a raspberry.

"So what do we have to do?" Ashly asked.

"C'mon on this side," Kailey said, motioning for them to follow her. "We'll talk over here. If you have a dick you can't come!"

"Good thing I have a little cutie," Lauren said.

"Me too!" Her sister agreed with a giggle.

"C'mon, I wanna see what they have in mind." Brittany said, taking Ashly by the hand.

Justin rolled his eyes. "Fine. Me and my dick'll be right here."

"Good!" The vixen said. "Don't go soft on us!"

He shook his head and leaned against the wall, watching as they gathered in a huddle. He tried to listen for a moment, hoping to glean something amongst the echoes, but they were careful not to talk loud at all. Dissatisfied, he reached up to the goggles. Fitting them over his eyes, he took a breath, and went underwater.

Because the pool lights weren't on, he could only barely see them through the thick blue haze. He could make out Kailey's tail, and Brittany's buttocks, but other than that, he couldn't really see much.

He popped out of the water to see the vixen turn her head back from watching him. They huddled and talked for a little while, giggling and snickering and stealing glances his way. Finally, they moved over to the dividing wall between the pool and jacuzzi, and Brittany looked over at him.

"Okay, dicks are allowed now."

Justin seal-hopped into a breast-stroke to cover the short distance. His free appendage openly dangled below him, pushed toward his balls by the gentle force of momentum. He arrived, but stayed neck-deep in the water, keenly aware of how unrestrained his penis was beneath the water. "So what'd you guys talk about?"

"Here's the rules," Kailey said, lifting up a yellow diving stick. "Every girl has a diving stick. We're going to swim around one at a time and you gotta use your goggles to get it from us."

He smiled, not quite sure what that meant. "Okay."

"The girl gets a few seconds' head-start," Kailey continued. "We'll say when you can go, but you have to start from the stairs."

"Got it," he replied, and fell back with a bit of a splash. He back-stroked toward the stairs, watching the girls as they followed his genitals as the tip pushed out of the water like a floating lure. He caught the railing of the stair-well and let his feet rest on the bottom. His blood started to thin with excitement at both the challenge the game presented, as well as the possibilities.

"Okay, Lauren," Ashly said.

The white kitten zoomed off the wall and started swimming about, heading toward the opposite corner of the pool from where Justin was.

The wolf pup watched her swim, but couldn't tell at all where the diving stick was. He waited for several seconds, until his lover commanded him to "Go get 'er, boy!"

He dashed off in the same manner, using the wall as a springboard. It didn't take him long at all to cover the distance; in fact, the momentum from launch was enough to push him more than halfway. He held his breath and went under.

The goggles made things much easier. He could spot the white legs and arms whipping about easily enough. He snapped his arms and legs against the water and caught up with her.

The diving stick was not in her hands, that was obvious. She swam up for air, and when she came back down he got a view of her front. Just barely for a second, he saw the yellow rod, sticking out from the chest of her bathing suit, even setting off a contour pattern in the metallic sheen.

He went up for air as well, wasting little time when he went back under. He caught up to her, resting his hand on her hips as he snaked up from behind her. She stalled his grasp, and he pulled her close to him. With her secure, he headed up to breach the surface of the water. As she gasped for air, he reached into her suit, pressing his hand against her chest. He could feel her chest rise and fall with her giggles as he moved across her wet fur, and grasped the diving stick. He pulled it free, kissing her on the cheek as he did.

"You got it!" She exclaimed as he let go. She turned around to hug him, and not-so-subtly clamp her thighs about his girth, sandwiching it against her groin.

He held her, and bucked his hips once or twice. She giggled, kissing his chest, and then managed to wriggle free. "Lexi, it's your turn." She called, heading back.

"Go back to the stairs," Ashly instructed her lover.

He swam back as fast as he could, eager to chase after the next girl. Though the water was chilly, he could distinctly tell that his torso and groin retained quite a bit of heat. And yet the activity was a trade-off; the more he swam, the softer he got. But in this little respite as the black kitten darted off, he managed to regain his vigor.

When given the signal, he went after. As he spotted her, he noticed she was swimming rather differently. She was undulating like an eel, up-and-down. It wasn't difficult to see why: sticking up just under her rump and with her tail half-curled around it, the diving stickwas promenantly orange.

She was even easier to catch than her sister. After they went up for air, he was able to swim up to her from underneath. He caught her, causing her to stall. He stared at the stick that stuck out between her legs, letting loose a few bubbles in an underwater chuckle. It barely poked out from between her legs in the front, like she had a little penis of her own.

He swam over her, wrapping his arms around her sides, and righted them to be above the water.

She gasped, having been under for a little while since her last breath, but after a moment she calmed down.

When she was relaxed, he reached around and placed his hand upon her stomach. He pushed as he slid it down, the bathing suit's already-smooth material adding a bit of slipperiness with the water. He spread his fingers about the diving stick, and slowly pulled it away.

She gasped, reaching down as if to keep it pressed against her groin. She spread her legs as it went free, and watched as it was tossed over toward the jacuzzi. She lowered a little, and her privates rested upon something. She reached down, and then let out a bashful giggle. She felt his kiss on the back of her cheek as she firmly pressed his dick to her nethers.

He began to hop-walk back to the jacuzzi, causing the kitten to bounce on him a little. Her tongue crept out of her lips, and her cheeks dimpled in a gratified smile.

"Well Lexi," her sister said, leaning back as she sat upon the dividing wall. "Looks like you got to sit on Justin's cock after all, huh?"

The black kitten's face went a bit pale for a second, and then flushed with embarrassment. "Um..."

"You can sit on it anytime," Justin softly growled into her ear. He felt her shiver as he let her go, and she was still for a second before catching herself from falling below the surface. As sister sat by sister, Justin reclaimed his spot by the stair-well.

Brittany was next.

Even from the stairs he could see her dash off, spotting where the diving stick was. It was partly because it was purple and easy to spot against her yellow bathing suit, and partly because he began to see a pattern to this game. He chased after her when allowed.

She was a much faster swimmer than the twins; a bit more graceful. She turned and darted, rebounding off the wall just as the wolf pup got close. But she began to purposefully slow, and a few moments later he caught her by the leg.

She turned around, and gave him better access.

Justin got very close to her. Having gotten a good look at everyone else, now was his quick chance to gaze at the vixen. The yellow bathing suit covered her fairly well; it was surprisingly modest given how openly she acted. However the cream coloring that peeked out of both sides of the groin-triangle more than made up for its conservative covering.

However, interrupting the left side, sticking out of the groin, was the purple stick. He pulled it, watching the lump disappear from her tummy, and they both swam up.

He caught her in an embrace as she swam over, wrapping her legs about his waist and pinning his puphood between them. She kissed him, adding her tongue in for good measure.

"Be gentle with Kailey," she teased, licking his muzzle quickly as she departed from him, grabbing the diving stick from his grasp as she swam away.

Left to wonder, and anticipate, what that meant, he returned to the stairs. He knew full well Kailey was already naked; just to confirm, he glanced at the navy-blue pile of polyester lying by the jacuzzi.

She took off, and he missed watching her underwater. His heart pounded as he counted the seconds before he could go. Slightly before his lover gave him the okay, he took off.

Contrary to before, this time his penis stayed completely erect as he swam. As Kailey came into view, he couldn't decipher her at first--the black motions like a cloud of smoke. But as he realized how she was swimming and made sense of where her tail was, he very quickly found the diving stick.

Up for a bit of air, and they both went back underwater.

She would be an easy catch, but he decided to hold off for a bit. He watched as she swam, her legs pushing out and then back in like a frog. Between her thighs, the pink diving stick stuck out from the little black diamond barely visible from within the steaming goggles.

After ogling the sight for a couple of breaths, he decided to take his prize. He trailed her, nearing with every kick, until he was just a few inches from her kicking feet. He waited, counting the rhythm of her kicks, and when she began to spread them, he darted forward with help from the floor.

He dashed in, and opened his maw. His teeth clamped down on the diving stick, and just as her legs reached the point where she would kick them, he dragged his foot upon the ground and gently pulled back.

He could hear, and see, as she moaned underwater. The bubbles erupted forth as her legs stalled, her tail whipping and her buttocks clenching. He watched as her vulva was pulled gently as the stick was freed from the grasp of her delicate and private petals. Then a few bubbles escaped her muff, tickling her tail-hole as they rose up from the sensitive regions.

When they surfaced, she gasped. She breathed heavily, her arms reaching down toward her genitals.

Justin leapt to her, wrapping his arm about her and letting her cheek rest on his shoulder in slow-motion. He kissed her scalp, and used his momentum to raise her legs and hook his arms under her knees. He carried her toward the jacuzzi and set her upon the dividing wall, with a bit of effort.

As he did so, the white rabbit took off. When he felt the pleasure-shocked skunkette was steady, he took chase.

Ashly was timid, shy, and sometimes a bit reclusive. But if there was one thing she was superb at, it was swimming. She had learned to swim earlier than any of them, and her slightly elongated feet were a close substitute for flippers. Not to mention she was lean, her fur was very short, and she could hold her breath for quite a while. Were it not for her ears, she had almost no resistance in the water.

Which meant Justin, with his thick coat and heavier bulk by comparison, had to work extra hard just to keep within two feet of the rabbit.

She took full advantage of the water. She swam downward and upward, used the floor to gain momentum and twirled as she breached the surface for air to minimize her drag.

And all the while, Justin was taunted. The diving stick rested by her hip, the spaghetti string of the bikini's bottoms tied about it. His heart pumped and his eyes felt pressure as he whipped and whirled and dashed up for air. He began to feel his legs get tingly, and his hardness had gone to where all that remained was a limp finger hanging out of his sheath.

She must have given him some mercy; that was all he could figure. He caught up to her and took his chance, reaching out and grasping the diving stick. He pulled, intending to slip it free of the tie, but instead slipped the tie free--of her.

The bottoms drifted in the water as she continued to move. Her cotton tail wiggled side to side as she turned, spreading her legs wide. Her pink privates gently winked as they adjusted to the gentle current. She treaded the water for a second, and then, almost awkwardly, pushed herself toward her lover with her thighs still parted.

He felt his shaft stiffen as she neared, hovering her crotch in front of him. He leaned forward, brushing his nose upon her vulva, and wrapped his lips about her clitoris. He suckled, causing her to moan. He breathed out, sending an onslaught of bubbles across her nethers as she wriggled toward the surface.

They gulped in air as quickly as they could, and he went to her to hug her and touch her with parts of his body that felt warm and eager. They breathed heavily as he rubbed her with his cock, heavily tempted to shove it in her right at that very moment.

"Don't put it in," she warned. "It won't feel good underwater."

He whimpered, and held her close to resist the urge.

"Poor boy," She cooed. "Do you want to take the bra off too? Make me naked, like you?" She pushed away, just enough to stand on her tip-toes with her hands behind her back.

He stared, her covered chest wiggling beneath the surface of the water, and her lower half even more extremely distorted--but visibly lacking the bikini bottoms. He looked at her face, and she tilted her head with a bit of a querying smile. He held his breath, and dove under.

She stood with her legs mostly together, her mons, lower thighs and knees catching the natural light of the water while her pelvis and groin fell in shadow. The bra that surrounded her chest clung tightly to her skin. Her nipples were just visible an inch or so from the bottom of the large triangles that went up to her shoulders.

He surfaced, holding his penis in one hand. He shook his head. "Nah," he said. "I um... I think you look sexier with it on while you're not wearing the undies part."

"Really?" She blushed with a giggle. "You just like our pussies, huh?" She stepped closer to him, and took over holding his meat. "I could be wearing all my clothes, but if I had my pussy showing I bet you'd be just fine." She squeezed him on the emphasized word.

"Um, guys?" Lauren called.

The couple turned.

Kailey was standing, huffing quietly. She groaned.

"What's wrong?" Justin asked, rushing over.

"It--it kinda stings... down there..." Kailey hissed, cupping her groin.

"I wonder if it was the diving stick," Brittany concluded. "Maybe the chlorine is irritating her, like if you open your eyes underwater."

"Or like if you assiden'ally get soap in your cutie," Lexi pointed out.

"I think you're right," Kailey sighed. "It just stings, uggggh!"

"Let's quit early," Ashly suggested. "Maybe we can wash it off in the shower, c'mon. Can you walk?"

"Y--yeah," the skunkette said, and tentatively released a hand to guide herself by the wall.

"I'm sorry, Kailey," Justin said helplessly.

"It's okay," she called back.

"It's not your fault," Brittany said, resting a hand on his shoulder. "She was just trying to be sexy."

"Can I... go with you guys to the shower?" He asked, hopping over the dividing wall and into the spa. "I wanna help if I can."

"I dunno if--" Ashly stared.

"S--sure," Kailey replied as she was helped back into her bathing suit. "I don't mind...m--maybe we can all take a shower?"

"Maybe," Ashly said, tugging the shoulder straps loosely over and then helping her to walk. "But right now let's get you rinsed out."

* * * White Shower

The bathroom was quickly filled. Ashly went ahead of Kailey and Justin to warm the water, while the twins and Brittany cleaned up at the pool.

"Take off your bathing suit," the rabbit instructed her friend.

Kailey had been walking with a bit of a shuffle, one hand cupped against her groin to comfort the irritation. She lifted that hand away and clasped them at her chest. "Can you help?" She asked to the pup. "It's... uncomfy to move..."

He nodded. Careful not to bother her balance, he slipped his fingers beneath the shoulder-straps of her one-piece. They pulled away over her shoulders with a bit of resistance, but once he got one over the other had plenty of slack. He slowly peeled it away, lowering to one knee as he did.

A part of him felt a bit awful for looking at her as she was disrobed. He tried to justify it was because he needed to help her arms through, but even after she had them free and at her sides he continued to stare at her chest and tummy as the navy suit pulled further down.

He was careful not to tug, especially as he quickly neared her groin. The suit was hugging her tightly down there, stretched snugly over her nethers. He stared on as he carefully rolled the suit away, at the same time exposing her most intimate regions. Out of guilt, I stole a glance up at her; she looked down on him with a bit of a smile, her cheeks red.

At last her privates were exposed, and he quickly pulled the clumped swim wear down her legs and to her ankles so she could easily step out of it.

Her hand returned to cup her groin, and Justin held the wet bundle of polyester in his hands for a moment, as if reluctant to drop it.

"Okay, the water's warm," Ashly said. "Step in the tub."

Justin set the bathing suit on the floor by the sink, and went to the tub behind her. He held her to help steady her as she tried to get in using only one hand, wincing with discomfort.

"I think it's starting to go away," she admitted. "It's really just when I move, now."

Ashly reached up and detached the shower-head from its sconce. "We'll just rinse it off and you won't have to worry," she said, toggling the little lever to switch the shower-head on. It pointed downward to the tub, the rush of water splashing up about as the powerful spray crackled forth.

The rabbit turned to the pup. "Could you shut the curtain?" She asked, turning about and pushing the knob in to lessen the water pressure.

Hastily, Justin went to the far side of the tub and grabbed the curtain. He whipped it so nervously fast that a few hooks came undone. He had to stand on the side of the tub to put them back so that the curtain would go all the way.

Hidden behind the curtain, he heard the sound of the water change from hitting the hard tub, to hitting soft fur and skin.

"We got everything picked up!"

"Brittany turned everything off, just like you said!"

The twins came half-running through the bathroom door. They dropped their towels at the threshold and went in, to see Justin standing with his back to the curtain.

"Is Kay-Kay;"

"Okay?"

The pup looked behind him at the curtain, a bit bewildered. As he spoke, the sound of the gentle water morphed into a heavy thumping; "She's--"

"Ohhh-ohhhh..."

Again, the pup looked behind him--even more bewildered.

"S--sorry," Kailey called from outside. "I--n-n-n-nnnngh! It's just--"

Brittany wandered in to a fit of giggles followed by a very deep moan.

"Ah! Ash! That tickles..."

"Stop wiggling, I can't get it to hit the right spot..."

"Eee! You keep hi-yh--hitting my button!"

"Well if you'd sit still and spread your legs..."

The twins began to giggle as Justin's pupils dilated and an obvious lump formed between his legs.

A few more moments went by with Kailey protesting, yet giving off sounds of pleasure. Brittany rested against the sink shaking her head. The twins at first held hands, but then as a particularly elongated groan came from behind the curtain, Lauren suddenly pulled her sister into a kiss.

"Ooo," the vixen cooed, as the kittens began groping each other's rumps.

At last, the water began hitting the tub again.

"Better?" Came Ashly's voice.

"Oooooh yeahhhh..." was the response.

The water shut off. "Okay, if it starts feeling uncomfy again we can wash it out more." She moved the curtain as she stepped out. "There," she said looking at the others. "I think she's better, now."

Justin peeked behind the curtain. He witnessed his friend sitting toward the back of the tub, her knees spread to either side, and her hand gently massaging her vulva. A half-dreamy expression was on her face, and she looked up at him bashfully while looking downward at herself.

'H--hi," she said.

"Hi," he said back, although it was more automatic than anything.

"Kay-Kay!"

"Are you better?"

The twins appeared beside the pup. They smiled as they saw her position.

"Oh yeah, she's better."

"She's petting her cutie."

The skunkette whimpered.

"So... um..." Lauren asked. "Can we... do what she said?"

"Do what?" Brittany asked, pulling her hair to one shoulder, smirking at the pup as he glanced in again.

"Kailey said maybe we could take a shower."

"Yeah!" Alexis hopped up. "I heard it, too! Taking a shower sounds fun!"

"I do feel all yucky from the pool," Brittany said, lifting off of the sink. "I'll take a shower with whoever wants to join me."

"We want to!" The twins exclaimed. "And Justin?"

The pup chuckled nervously. He looked to his lover, as if to concede to her decision.

Ashly cupped his muzzle and gave him a quick, gentle kiss. "You wanna take a shower with all of us?"

He swallowed. "Uhm..."

"All naked and close together?" She elaborated, resting her hand casually upon his crotch.

Emboldened, he nodded.

"Okay," the rabbit said. "We'll take a shower."

"A naughty shower?" Alexis asked excitedly.

"If you want," the rabbit said. "I think that's what we all have in mind, right?"

There was a subtle confirmation about the group.

"Okay then," the rabbit said. "So... since he got to see us all undress," she thumbed toward her boyfriend, "How about we let him take off each of our bathing suits?"

The twins excitedly nodded. "Good idea!"

"Yeah, Justy can make us nakie!"

"Careful, Ash," the vixen spoke up. "We're spoiling him."

The rabbit lifted her hand and petted Justin like a normal dog. "But he's been sucha good boy, yes he has."

Justin began to pant.

"Okay, well," the rabbit said, lowering the arm and clapping her sides. "You heard the girls. Make us nakie."

With a blush and a swallow, Justin stepped up to his girlfriend. He undid the knot at the base of her neck, all the while watching as she smiled at him with calm anticipation. He let the bra fall, exposing her chest. His thumb briefly went to stroke her nipple, before he leaned in close and undid the back of the bra.

She nipped his nose with her lips as he did so.

The bikini top fell away, and landed abruptly on the tent propped out of his swim trunks.

The twins giggled, one of them stealing the garment away.

"I wonder what it's like to wear a two-piece."

"Probly like wearing a little shirt and undies."

The pup knelt down as he undid the tie. The bottoms unceremoniously fell slack, and he slipped them through, once again baring the downy, white fur of her mons.

She stepped over into the tub, crawling on hands and knees toward Kailey. "We're gonna join you," she said, leaning down to kiss her best friend's mons several times. "Think you can stand up to make room for a bit?"

The skunkette nodded.

Brittany stepped forward, cutting between the twins. They huffed, but she giggled at them. "C'mon, I feel so cramped in this thing. Can you help me out of it?" She asked the pup.

He smiled, and started pulling at the shoulder straps.

"Thank you," she said, slipping her arms through.

As he pulled the swimsuit down, she raised her arms and began stretching and arching her back. This caused her chest and stomach to flex and curve, giving the pup a very alluring sight. As he got down toward her privates, she stepped outward, giving him a perfect view of her cream-colored mons, groin, and thighs. The puffy pink lips of her pussy peeked out of the lush, soft fur.

She stepped first through the left leg-hole, nearest the tub. She rested her foot upon the tub, giving him a gratuitous sight as she reached down and rubbed about her privates a little, letting out a gratified exhale.

With a smile, she slipped through the other leg-hole and joined the others in the tub.

"Me next!" Lauren said, but she squealed as her sister tugged her hair.

"No me!" Alexis interjected, but then also gave a squeal as her sister pinched her side.

"Okay, hang on, before you two maul each other," the pup said, physically holding both apart at the chest as they glared at one another, "I'll try to undress you at the same time, okay?"

Faster than a synapse the two dropped their grudge and agreed with giggles.

"Why don't you kiss and make up?" The pup suggested, trying hard to suppress the grin that inevitably crept onto his face.

The twins pressed against one another, squeezing into a tight hug, and locked lips. While they closed their eyes and explored each other's tongues, they subtly adjusted to Justin's touch.

Using a hand for each twin, he coaxed the far shoulder-straps free, and ran his fingers through the back to slip the other free. They parted for just a moment to slither their arms through, then pressed their chests together.

Alexis raised on her tip-toes to take the dominant position, causing Lauren to lean back and vocalize little mewls of submissive pleasure.

As Jusin tugged the tight bathing suits down their bodies, they pressed the exposing portions like a zipper locking together. He had to use both hands to pull each girls tail through the hole one at time; it didn't help that they were twitching and writhing as if resistant to being handled.

After their tails were unleashed, a few more tugs brought their shiny, matching bathing suits to damp heaps at their ankles.

They worked together, stepping on one-another's suits to keep them grounded so they could step through. They did this without breaking their kiss.

Alexis took charge, and stepped forward between her sister's legs, pushing her thigh into the pith of her sister's groin.

Their kiss parted just enough for Lauren to take a breath, and she followed the motion to step backward.

Alexis began guiding her sister, stepping forward and pushing against her privates to get her to step back.

Lauren's calves and rump bumped against the tub. When her sister pushed insistently against her groin, she lifted her left leg and placed it into the tub. As she finalized her balance, her sister's hand suddenly shot between them. Lauren groaned and her right knee began to tremble as she felt her sister's index and middle fingers cycling inside her sensitive tunnel.

A series of squelches and wet squishing noises came from the kitten as her tender flesh was teased.

Before she was given the opportunity to finish getting in the tub, Alexis pressed her thumb upon her clitoris, pressing firmly while applying the opposite pressure to the wall of her tunnel, toward her mons. Lauren couldn't help the moment of intense bucking her hips instinctively desired. It made her a little embarrassed as she finally broke the kiss and went toward the wall-corner of the tub, by the faucet.

Justin stepped behind Alexis and cupped her bottom as she leaned over, gently petting it. She giggled and raised her tail, before lankly entering the tub and finding the spot beside her sister and Brittany against the far wall.

Ten twinkling eyes were upon the pup.

"Get in." The rabbit stated.

He made to take off his trunks.

"Get in," the rabbit demanded.

Almost with fright, the pup stepped into the crowded tub.

"Close the curtain."

He swiveled and grabbed the edge of the shower-curtain. He tugged, and at first it didn't budge, but then he gently got the hooks past the middle of the bar, and the curtain was closed.

A few seconds of silence passed.

The pup's heart pounded as the five naked girls stared at him with their irises radiant in the dim lighting.

"Three..." The rabbit counted. "Two..."

Justin gulped.

"One... Get him!"

Kailey and Brittany quickly latched onto his hands, while Alexis and Lauren snuck in and tugged off his trunks. Alexis pulled them off his ankles and went to the side of the curtain to toss them out.

The vixen and skunkette lifted his hands, raising them above his head, and his half-erect penis hung over his testicles, his sheath puffed up about it a little. Exposed and inhibited, he watched helplessly as Lauren stepped to him and took his meat in her hand.

He watched as she held him, gripping his girth. A captivated look appeared on her face, and she began fiddling with him, focused as if she forgot the others were around and that he was even attached to it.

She gently squeezed it and stared with lips ajar. She angled it down toward her, sliding her grip back to stare at his tip. She moved her grip underneath so she could see the tip entirely, and used her other hand to gently push back his sheath. She tugged it, seeing if it was all the way out, and then brought her muzzle close. She brushed her whiskers and lips across it, exploring the fleshy contour. When she came toward the tip, she brought to the bridge of her nose and gazed at it with all intent.

As she exhaled with it resting on her nose, it suddenly twitched up enough that it tickled her as it fell back down upon her nose. She gasped, and looked up at the pup as if she just realized what she was doing.

"Having fun?" He asked with a smile.

"I--I'm sorry," she whimpered, looking back at Ashly. "I didn't mean to--I was just--"

"Take your time," the rabbit said.

"I--I'm d-done," she said meekly, blushing so fully her face looked like a raspberry.

"No you're not," the pup said encouragingly. "My arms are falling asleep," he said to Kailey and Brittany.

They giggled, kissing him as they let go of his wrists.

He smiled, turning his gaze back down to the white kitten at his groin. Their eyes locked for a moment, and he pulled his hands behind his back. He twitched his hips forward gently, causing his rod to wiggle, catching the kitten's eye. "So, where were you?"

Flattening her ears and shrinking her neck, she timidly watched the tumescent organ twitch and move while not looking directly at it. After a second of shyness, she was encouraged when he moved in such a way that it brushed against her cheek.

She chuckled shyly, and reached up to touch it. It twitched, making her giggle. "Do you make it do that or does it do that all by itself?"

"Kinda both," he replied, readjusting his footing to get more comfortable. "Kinda like how you can swing your knee if you want to, but also how it swings with the reflex test." He watched with tingling blood as the cute kitten examined him. He liked how curious and focused she was, and yet how shy and reserved she took this opportunity. He loved the feeling as she gently gripped him, as if she couldn't get over just how stiff and warm he was.

And yet, the way she began to examine him across the span of a minute or so became more calculated. She used her thumb and index fingers in a ring, and wrapped them as snugly as she could toward his tip. She pushed the ring toward his base, watching and noticing how her original position was forced to widen. She pointed his tip in several different directions, getting a look at him from every angle she could; even resting a hand on his thigh for balance and standing on her tip-toes to see from slightly above.

At last, she brought her nose close and stared at it down the tip once again. Her lips ajar began to breath heavily, and her warm cheeks began to take on a different kind of redness.

"What's on your mind?" Justin questioned. He met her eyes, her gaze so caught in desire and yet blocked by her nervousness and reluctance. "It's okay, don't be afraid to tell me. We're friends, remember?" Her lips closed as she focused back on his rod. "You worried I'll get mad or upset or something?" He probed.

She shook her head. "No... not you..." She glanced back at Ashly.

"You're worried I will?" The rabbit smiled.

The kitten nodded and swallowed. "I... I dunno how to ask permission, though."

Ashly knelt down, resting her cotton-white hand upon the kitten's cloudy-white shoulder. "You have my permission to do whatever you want to him," she reassured. "Even if Isee something, I won't get angry or anything at you. I'll just ask you to stop."

The kitten looked up at the rabbit meekly. "Promise?"

"Promise. Now go on; I'm sure he wants you to do whatever it is."

"Go for it, girl!" Kailey cheered.

"That dick's all yours," Brittany chimed in.

She giggled bashfully, but she was visibly eased. She reached for the big red puphood and wrapped her fingers about the base, stabilizing it. She blinked a few times, and saw it twitch with anticipation. Quickly darting her eyes up to his just to be totally sure, he gently smiled, and it twitched again.

Her chest tingled. Twice she had wanted to do this, both times a close spectator. But just like Brittany had said: this time, it was all hers. Her lips quivered with a bit of performance anxiety as she opened her muzzle. She closed her eyes to gather her courage, and moved closer. The tip prodded against her upper lip, and she drew back an inch.

"Just relax," the pup encouraged. "Mind your teeth, okay? My cock is real sensitive."

She nodded, swallowing. She looked up at him, her heart pounding, and opened as wide as she could. She brought her other hand and pressed it against his thigh, and pushed her head forward. The warm flesh touched the inside of her lips, and she gently squeezed them together. She watched him as he closed his eyes, letting out a quiet sigh.

Her confidence growing, she refocused concentration and gently moved her muzzle further on his shaft. She payed extra attention to where her teeth were at first, but realized it wasn't necessarily that difficult to mind them. The tingling in her chest became a rush of warmth and euphoria, she let go of the grip on his base and placed that hand on his other thigh. She constricted her muzzle a little as she took him further, and likened the act to enjoying the exact opposite of a frozen Popsicle.

She looked up as he sighed her name, watching as his eyes opened dreamily to gaze at her. His hand brushed her cheek, and then scratched her chin. Tendrils of warmth coursed all through her body; this felt better than if her sister got a hundred cavities right after Trick-or-Treating on Halloween. She moved her hands to his waist, and relaxed her muzzle.

She was getting all of it.

"Careful," Ashly said behind her. "If you go too far you might start feeling queasy."

"I dunno, Ash," Brittany said. "She's got that look in her eye."

"I bet I could get you all in," Alexis boasted.

Justin moved his hand to her forehead. "This feels really good, Laurie," he said, and his penis twitched. He smiled. "That wasn't me," he told her. "But don't feel like you have to go all the way; I like it no matter what." He met her eyes as he talked. She had a look of contemplation at first, but as the few seconds ticked on and another involuntary twitch tickled her palate, her eyebrows narrowed. "Oh jeez!"

Lauren felt the waves of heat anew as the pup whose cock she held in her mouth began to huff. She pulled at his waist and closed her eyes, relaxing her throat. Halfway in, she felt her jaw start to strain about his girth, with the added effort to keep her teeth away. And as she nudged a little further, she felt a tickle in her soft palate, near the back of her throat.

Her jaw trembled for a moment. She felt a different rush of heat, one that came from her stomach. It bubbled, wiggling, threatening to overwhelm her. She breathed through her nose, very calm and deep breaths. It was like at the doctor's, when they swabbed for strep throat. She let it sit for moment or two.

Somewhere in that time, she began stroking Justin's thigh.

She felt like the queasiness was ebbing enough. She took a deep breath, and pushed forward. Her fur tingled as it stood on end when she heard the groan he emitted, and her heart pounded wildly when he said her name.

"Wow! Laurie... this feels... so good..."

"She's got three-fourth's of him in." Kailey stated.

"Where's she putting it?" Ashly giggled. "He practically went down into my stomach!"

"I dunno," Brittany said, "But I hope she gives lessons. She could even teach me a thing or two about swallowing cock."

"You can do it, sissy! You're almost there..."

A tear welled up the corner of her eye as she pushed onward, feeling the tip nudge the deepest parts of her throat. A mix of anxiety and glee trickled down her spine as the other girls talked and encouraged her--Brittany's especially making her tail twitch.

But most of all, her mind furiously wondered what Justin was feeling. She felt her blood still in her veins with every grunt and whimper he emitted as bit after bit of his dick went down her throat. She couldn't get enough of those noises; even if what she was doing was a bit uncomfortable.

Warily, she cracked her lids open. And then went wide. She was almost there! Her nose was just a finger's-breadth away from his tummy. All she had to do was get a bit more in, and she would have his whole dick in her mouth!

Emboldened, she let out her breath, and slowly took in another. She counted down from ten in her head, and closed her eyes once more.

Three... two... one...

She let out her breath, and as she did she pushed forward that last little bit. He twitched, giving her a last little hurdle, but she was too determined to give up when she was already so close. Steeling her instinctive reactions, her nose butted against his tummyfur, and her lips touched against his knot.

"Holy shit Laurie! You got my whole cock!"

"Way to go, Lauren!"

"How does it feel?"

"Warm... and wet..." The pup gasped. "I'm afraid to move... Are you all right?" He asked, stroking the kitten's cheek. He noticed the tear, and carefully took it on his fingertip.

"Hey sis," Alexis said, approaching her sister on hands and knees. "Now that you've got ahold of his dick..." She leaned in, and whispered.

Justin watched as the white kitten's green eyes shifted toward her sister. Suddenly, her eyes pulsed, and Alexis giggled as she rested in a kneel, and looked up at him mischievously. "What're you--Haaaa-ah!" The pup was cut off as, all about his penis, a gentle suction pulled him. Sparks washed over his eyes, and a rush of pleasure shot from his groin.

"He liked it!" Alexis exclaimed, clapping her hands. "Do it again! He likes when you suck on his cock!"

Lauren didn't need her sister to tell her twice. She began relentlessly suckling, her entire body going numb with excitement as she not only heard the wonderful sounds he made because of her, but also from the way he twitched and moved against her.

"You like sucking on his cock, too, huh sis? It tastes good right?"

"Mmmhmmm," she managed to.

"Now you don't have to feel left out anymore! You're suckin' on the whole thing."

"If you keep that up," Ashly said huskily, "He'll cum in no time."

"Wait! No! Stop!" Alexis exclaimed, squeezing her sister's shoulder. "Don't make him cum!"

Lauren glanced to her sister with shock and distraught.

"Let him go, don't let him cum!" The black kitten insisted; going as far as forcing her sister to let off by pressing her thumb against her Adam's apple.

Lauren felt a rush of anxiety and pulled off, gasping and coughing. "Y-hou je-herk!" She snapped through her fit. "He was ab-hout to cu-hum!"

"I know," Alexis nodded. "I just--"

"You just don't wa--ahant me to make him cum cuz you want to!" The white kitten accused.

"No, honest," the sister tried to explain, getting teary, "I just--"

"Jealous cuz I got his whole dick on my first try?--My only try?"

Alexis huffed.

"Girls, let's--" Justin tried to interject, but before he could Alexis lashed out and grasped her sister by the shoulders.

Lauren squealed and squirmed, but because of all her efforts her body was still shaken and exhausted. She was no match for her sister, who pulled her to the front of the tub and whipped her around. Dizzily, she lost her balance. She reached for the side of the tub, catching herself before she fell back onto her sister--but then her sister batted her hand and she was forced to commit to the slip.

"I just wanted to..." Alexis grumbled. She hooked her arms under her sister's pits and forced them both to sit, her in more of an awkward squat and her sister fully on her rear. "Legs up, sis!" She instructed. "Spread your knees."

Shaking, Lauren heeded her sister's commands. She pulled her legs up and fanned her knees out, and complied when her sister used her elbows to prop her knees open even wider.

"C'mere, Justin," Alexis said.

"What's going on, Lexi?" He asked, stepping in front of them.

"'Member what Laurie said earlier?" The kitten asked. "Look," she said, and reached down between her sister's white legs. Using her thumb and other fingers, she pried the lips of her sister's cutie as wide apart as she could. "See? When my sis talks or thinks about your cum, she gets all wet and good-feely," the black kitten explained.

"Sis!" Lauren tried to protest.

"She'd never ask cuz she's too shy, so I'll do it! Will you cum all over her, Justy--pretty-please? With even more stuff than you got on her last time? She wants it really bad, even more than in her mouth."

Lauren whimpered with embarrassment as she stared up at the pup.

Justin went down on one knee in front of them, and reached a hand to cup Lauren's cheek. "Lexi... I know you're trying to help, but let's let your sister make her own choices, okay?"

"But... she's kinda right..." Lauren admitted. "I do..." She tried to say, but then mewed with shyness.

"It's okay, sis, don't be embarrassed," Lexi encouraged, kissing her sister. "I'll be right here by you while Justin cums all over you--maybe I'll get some, too." She pushed her fingers into her sister's pussy. "You've just been talkin' about how you wanted him to do it, even after he kinda did, so... I wanted ya to be happy." She giggled as her sister began panting. "She really wants it, Justy. Look how wet she is." Alexis pulled her fingers from her sister's privates and lifted them to the wolf's face.

Justin sniffed, smelling the sweet aroma of the horny kitten, and then took the fingers into his muzzle before even realizing he did.

Alexis giggled. "C'mon, Juss, don't keep a girl waiting..." She nuzzled her sister's cheek. "She wants it on her chest and tummy," she explained, reaching back down. "And a little bit inside her cutie," she once again splayed the lips of her sister's cunny.

"Is that what you really want?" Justin asked.

Lauren nodded.

"I think I can handle that." He smiled, and leaned in. The kitten readily accepted his kiss, even purring as he spent a moment wrestling with her tongue. Parting, he stood up and looked them over. "Let me see..." He gripped his shaft, and concentrated on his placement in front of them. He ended up with his feet pointed inward, and leaning over them with one hand pressed against the wall for support. He wrapped his free hand about his girth. "Okay, you guys ready?"

Alexis rubbed her sister's clitoris, causing her sister to moan as a response.

Justin held his breath as he began to gently pump. His pace increased quickly, and he moved his thumb to graze the top of his tip. Looking down at the twins, he was treated to a show of Alexis having a bit of fun with her sister.

The kitten in back changed her position, sitting back more and snaking her hands beneath her sister's thighs. She used her thumbs to pull her sister's pussy wide, completely exposing the white kitten's vulnerable front. As they watched with fascination at the pup above them beating his meat, she found her own bit of pleasure gently grinding against the base of her sister's tail.

"See that?" The black kitten whispered. "He's playing with his cock like how we rub our cuties." She craned her posture so that her rough tongue could lick from the top of her sister's spine up across the nape of her neck.

Lauren reflexively arched her neck out, and scrunched her shoulders back. She heard the wolf grunt and slow his rhythm for just a second.

"Like looking at my sissy's cutie, huh Justin?" Alexis teased. "All pink'n'soft. Bet this is even better than at the pool." She began rubbing her fingers in circles, forcing her sister's vulva to close and open.

Lauren weakly moaned at her sister's ministrations, hypnotized by the rhythmic motion of Justin's hand gliding along his prick. She followed the tip with her pupils as it bobbed gently up and down, fingers and toes tingling with anticipation at when he would erupt. Then, her sister reached up and squeezed her clitoris, washing her mind with sparks and her body with a sting of pleasure. "Cum on me!" She blurted her plea; "I'm gonna--" She couldn't finish her warning.

She felt it hit her shoulder first. Like a drop of rainwater that didn't break into a splash. Then it covered the right side of her chest, like warm syrup it dribbled over her nipple and down her sternum. She opened her eyes to see a white stream fall on her tummy, and down further still as his pelvis lurched with every grunt.

Their eyes met as she felt it surround, and then land in, her spread vagina. It was gooey and slippery, especially as her sister continued to rub her fingers in circles, mixing the musky batter in her petite bowl.

She panted huskily as the aroma of fresh semen hit her. It smelled like just before rain, but thicker. It pervaded the crowded tub, tingling behind everyone's forehead right between their eyes. She followed the source of the odor as the pup shakily knelt in front of them, ogling his deed.

She looked down, over her body. What looked like a copious amount of semen covered her. It had a vague zig-zag pattern, like a frosted strudel. Where it covered her, she felt warm and sticky--and she shivered in delight.

One of her sister's black-furred hands plopped right on her tummy, close to her mons. The cum was mixed in her fur as the hand massaged in gentle circles. Then the palm turned toward her face, and the hand ran up her tummy, collecting a good portion of the goopy mess. Her sister's hand slowly approached her open and gasping muzzle. The odor overwhelmed her as the palm cupped against her lips and covered her nose.

All she could breathe was the scent. It made her eyes water it was so pungent and strong. She opened her lips wider and her tongue began lapping at her sister's palm, tingling as the salty-sweet and slippery texture saturated every bud.

"That's it," Alexis said softly. "Eat it all up while it's fresh." When she felt like her hand had been mostly licked clean, she took it away. Her sister tried to follow it, weakly jutting her chin forward in an attempt to get one last flick of her tongue--but missed. She giggled, and rested her hand on her sister's mons again. This time, she slowly scraped her fingers down between the white kitten's legs, toward the pink flower hidden in her thighs. A decent amount of semen was carried with her fingertips, and rubbed onto the flower's petals as she passed them. She cupped it, and cooed. "You're so warm," she commented. Then, without much warning, she slowly dipped her index and middle fingers into her sister, after slipping the sticky boy-honey into her folds.

The kitten let out a weak groan, her sensitive nethers still recovering from her climax. Her eyes rolled up helplessly as her sister disturbed her walls so pleasantly, scraping along them at every angle with deliberate strokes. She let out a yip and her knees butterfly-flapped as her sister's fingers receded, causing her cutie to let out an embarrassingly loud suction noise.

"Here," the black-furred sister said, bringing her cum-laden fingertips to her sister's muzzle. "It's his cum mixed with yours."

Dreamily, Lauren began to suckle on her sister's fingers. The salty-sweet was mixed with a diluted, barely bitter taste. As she suckled the fingers and the feeling came back in her thighs, she flattened her knees. The ache was terrible, and the pins-and-needles started to creep up her calves, but the prize all over her nipple and tummy was well worth it.

"Oh..." The vixen said, as she slithered up behind the pup. "You got her all creamy, didn't you?"

With her sister's help, Lauren carefully rested in the corner of the tub, partly beneath the faucet.

"I think I see some she missed out on though!" Brittany said, and squeezed by Justin's side. Before he could react, she sucked his softening member in her muzzle, letting off loud slurping noises.

"Ack! Brit!"

Kailey giggled, resting her hands on Justin's shoulders as he shivered and twitched from the sensitive touches. "You made an awful mess outta Lauren's fur, naughty boy. We'd better clean her up before it gunks up like gum."

"I got the water," Alexis announced, and gently pulled her sister away from the direct spray of the faucet. She gripped the knob with both hands and pulled.

Cold water rained down on her, Lauren, and Justin's legs. They gasped and squealed, and after a few seconds of panicking Alexis finally turned it to warm the water up.

"Thanks a lot!" Lauren huffed, standing up on quivering legs. "I was enjoying how my cutie tingled."

"Welcome!" Alexis replied, snaring her sister into a hug and dragging her into the spray of the shower.

"Got room for me?" Brittany asked, slithering past Justin to crawl to the spray.

Justin ogled her rump and lips as she made her hips sway just a little intently.

"Sure, we can huddle," the black kitten whiskered in her hand.

The vixen joined them, standing up and moving so that her knees were right against the twins.

They hooked their arms around her legs, looking up.

She looked down at them, running her fingers through her hair. Eventually, their eyes went to the most obvious place.

Lauren smiled. "Your cutie is so pretty, Brittany."

"Yeah," Alexis agreed. "It's so pink and soft-looking."

She smiled. "Thank you," she said. "So... if I squatted down, you think you two could help lather me up? One on my front, one on my back?"

"Okay," they said, nodding.

She stepped aside for Lauren to get the foam, and turned about. Mussing her hair just a bit, she stepped out of the spray of the shower and lowered her buttocks. She watched the wolf pup's eyes as they followed her privates, and wondered what Kailey whispered in his ear. She smiled as Ashly walked up behind them, her shadow catching their eyes.

Justin craned his head back, only to be met with a pair of plump, wet pussy-lips gently parted, and a pair of eyes that slightly warned him. He smiled, twiddling his fingers up at her. When her head twitched with a smile toward the front of the tub, he felt a little less nervous about looking back.

Brittany showed no shame, her knees touching either wall of the tub and her hands supporting her from behind such that her pelvis jutted forward.

The twins started sudsing their hands, and then went to work on her body. Lauren began reaching from behind to her front, while Alexis disappeared and worked her back. The white kitten's hands roamed the vixen's tummy and sides, working up a lather that gave her the appearance of wearing a weird kind of skirt. She paused to load up on more foam, and then hooked a leg to stand over her hip.

The vixen gave a sultry look to the voyeurs as the white kitten's hands began caressing and brushing over her chest and near shoulder. All the while, she felt little thrusts against her hip as Lauren began grinding her groin into her hip. She craned her neck to kiss the kitten on her forehead, and braced herself on the other wall to be a more firm and stable grind.

Lauren began softly panting as she reached up to get the far side of Brittany's chest and shoulder. Even though her cutie was a bit numb, it felt good to rub it against something, and Brittany didn't seem to mind at all.

The vixen gasped, her back arching a little and her hips rising, causing Lauren to let out a soft groan. "Lexi!" She half-scolded. "That tickles!"

"Sorries!" The black kitten said, peeking her head out from behind the vixen's back, a wide grin on her face.

Justin watched as Brittany's tail wriggled back and forth behind her, Alexis likely getting into every last strand of fur.

Finally, with her entire upper body in a generous coat of tiny little bubbles, the twins went behind her and rested their hands on either thigh.

"Now,"

"For her legs..."

The twins exchanged grins as they once again sudsed up in preparation.

Brittany closed her eyes. This was going to be torture. Before she had any kind of time to prepare, the little hands began sliding along her thighs and down her legs to her ankles. But then, the last untouched part of her was invaded.

She began to breathe heavily as the hands stroked, rubbed, and teased her inner-thighs, mons and loins.

"It is soft," Lauren commented, as her fingers brazenly cupped Brittany's vulva and gently stroked up.

Brittany's knees wiggled at the motion, bits of light forming in her vision as the teasing pleasure throbbed about her pelvis and thighs. They lathered the foam into her lower bits more deliberately and slowly. Even after she was well coated, they still couldn't resist rubbing circles on her mons or tracing the crux of her thigh.

Only after Alexis got to grope her vulva, forcing another convulsion out of her, did they finally relent and let her quivering posture plop down. She scooted back beneath the water, letting it wash away the suds off her back and tail. She let the warm water calm her heating feelings, and then managed to stand and rinse off completely.

The twins went over to Justin as she did so.

"Is your dick gonna get hard?"

"Yeah, how come you looked at us all naked that long and you're notta bit stiffy?"

The wolf pup sat upright. "I dunno," he replied. "I guess it's cuz I cummed so hard, maybe it just needs time to rest."

"Well in that case," Kailey spoke up as she patted his shoulders with both hands, "Maybe you can keep it in your sheath long enough to clean your jizz off Lauren without getting more all over her again?"

"Yeah!" Alexis said, poking his sternum. "You made my sister's chest'n'tummy all messy with your sticky-gooey boy-stuff. If you don't clean her all up, mom and dad might find it and," she brought her arms up in a shrug, "How we'sa sp'ossa s'plain how she got all cummy?"

Justin bit his lip, looking at the white kitten.

She smiled at him bashfully with her hands against the small of her back, raising up on her tip-toes when she was focused upon.

His 'boy-stuff' started to look less like liquid and more like half-dried glue. "Okay, you're probly right," he agreed, and walked on his knees toward the kitten. She reached for and handed him the bottle of shampoo.

"Make sure to really work it in my fur," she said with a blush.

He chuckled nervously, lathering his hands.

She adjusted her posture before him, arms slightly out and legs at shoulders-width. Her eyes closed and her chin lifted as she felt his hands touch her. It tickled at first, making her stomach twitch as she suppressed her giggles.

Kailey took the bottle. "C'mere, you," she said to Alexis.

He rubbed the foam into her fur, starting off just below her sternum, and spreading it up and down, where most of his 'mess' was concentrated. The fur was a bit rigid, clumped together in little tufts like when his mom put that gel in his to make it less shaggy.

After the foam was worked in pretty well, he began pinching the tufts in his thumbs and forefingers, rubbing them together to work the congealed gook loose.

She winced a bit, and on one particular tug she let out a grunt.

"Hey!" Alexis said, wiping her eyes. "Be gentle on her!"

Justin looked up, and saw the wince as he pulled a clump of semen free. "I'm sorry," he told her as she opened her eyes. "I didn't know I was pulling that hard."

"It's okay," she said, moving her hands to her chest. "It's jussa tiny pinch... like when I'm brushin' a knot out." She helped him work a few of the clumps she thought might be real bad, so that they didn't hurt as much.

"Ptth-pt-pt-pt!"

"Well if you'd stop trying to suck on my fingers!"

Justin glanced back to see the other kitten scraping her tongue against her teeth with a disgusted look on her face.

The other sister giggled. "Lexi, don't be so--huuuh!" She gasped with pleasure as Justin tweaked her left nipple. "H--horny," she finished, a bit dazed.

"Oops," Justin smiled. "Thought I saw some there, guess not."

She gave him a half-scolding squint, and lifted her arms again. This time, she watched him as he went about lathering up the rest of her body; shoulders, arms, hands and neck.

"Back."

She turned about as he got more ammo. Her spine shivered as his hands went to the small of her back and ran up and down. His hands almost massaged her as he worked the shampoo into her fur, which made her utter a few giggles and even a couple groans.

Then his hands traced over her buttocks, working over the chubby curve. He wrapped his hands about one leg and ran the grip downward in jagged movements to her ankle, and then back up. Same for the other leg. Finally, he grasped her tail, and ran it through his fingers a few times.

"Front."

She turned back again, clacking her heels together like a soldier at attention. She closed her eyes as he rubbed the shampoo into her cheeks and scalp. She was not tempted to suckle his fingers.

"And... last, but not least..."

She opened her eyes and looked down, sheepishly. But, she saw that his boyhood had risen slightly, a few inches of his penis poking out of his sheath. Somehow, that made it easier for her to part her legs a bit.

She watched with a bit of giddiness as his right hand rested on her mons, his left bracing her hip. Butterflies wriggled in her tummy as his fingers traced her inner-thighs and finally over her petite vulva.

Justin's finger traced over the downy-furred slit, and then pressed gently against her clitoris. Her hands lashed to his shoulders and her heels rose up as she took in a gasp and rolled her eyes up. He gently rubbed over her mound and folds, his shaft surging with growth. "I think there's cum in here," he teased, pressing his fingertip to her folds, about where her vaginal opening was concealed behind the seam.

"Nonono!" She huffed, her hands clasping his wrists and pushing down.

"What's wrong?" He asked, concerned.

"I..." She looked down. "I wanna... keep it in there..." she mumbled. "P--plus, shampoo's no good there. It stings, worser than if you get it in yer eyes."

"Oh," his finger receded. "I didn't know that. I'll leave it then."

She nodded with a smile.

"Waterfall attack!" The kitten shouted, and slipped by Justin to embrace her sister. Giggling and fighting against one another, they made their way into the water stream, where their hands groped and rubbed all over to rid their fur of the shampoo.

"Now," Ashly said. "I think it's time we clean the puppy."

Kailey popped the top of the shampoo up with a gleeful smile. "Don't worry," she said, as Ashly went to stand him up. "We'll be gentle!" She lashed out, her hands clapping against his back.

Justin tried to turn and catch hold of her hands, but she ducked and kept behind him.

Ashly snickered as she retrieved the bottle to lather up her own hands. "Can't you two wait to play-fight until we're not in a tiny bathtub? It's slippery."

"Fine..." Kailey huffed, and started really scratching the shampoo into his back.

"Still not gentle," he remarked, his voice taking on a bit of a vibration from her ministrations.

"Your fur is all scraggly," she reasoned, "It's not my fault you've got such a thick coat."

He made a face at Ashly, whose only response was to shake her head and start lathering his chest. She looked at her work for a moment as she started, but then looked up at him. He smiled shyly, but very much enjoyed being washed by his two best friends. He was still caught off-guard when she leaned in and kissed him, though.

She felt his heartbeat quicken in his chest. Her own started to race to match. She was so bothered--she'd had yet to cum. Her thighs were practically begging for the way his knot pressed against them as he crammed it in. It didn't help that his cock was just inches from her, the tip brushing against her pelvis in fact.

Justin began heavily breathing as Kailey practically gave him a back-scratch and Ashly tenderly massaged his front. He arced forward when the skunkette began gliding her fingers in long lines down his spine, jutting his pelvis forward. His tip was tickled by small, soft hairs of fur, sending a shiver up his front as well.

The girls wasted hardly any time on him, or at least in Kailey's case. They parted attention from his torso; Kailey moving to his arms and head while Ashly moved to his legs.

"Are ya trying to get it in my eyes?" He grumbled as Kailey tousled his scalp.

"No, but if you don't want it there keep 'em closed."

Meanwhile, Ashly ran her fingers down his thighs and calves. She traced the contours of his young muscles, made more pronounced as he struggled to balance against the skunkette's rough tugs and pushes. She went down one leg and rose up the other, and as she straightened her back, her eyes fell upon his prize.

The way his stiff cock rigidly wiggled in small circlets as he moved made her canal clench with immense urge. A rush of heat came over her cheeks as her passage was upset by the lack of that throbbing, warm girth for it to squeeze around. She emitted a ragged breath as her hands went over his front and began fondling his boyhood. His hands rested on her head and he started catching his breath as she gently squeezed his girth and clutched his testes.

He almost opened his eyes but the shampoo threatened to burn as soon as his lids slitted, so he clamped them shut. Kailey's hands were more gentle now, as she went down toward his rear and began massaging his buttocks. He started to breathe evenly again as Ashly's hands touched him in ways that made his entire body tingle.

And then he let out an involuntary yip.

The kittens giggled.

Another, and then another. His penis twitched and pulsed as her hands gently closed about most of his girth, leaving his tip exposed; and her lips lightly pressed to his tip in little pecks. Then, a wash of sparks lit his shampoo-blinded eyes as her lips kissed, and gently enveloped him just the first little bit. He began to groan continuously, rhythmically increasing his volume for a burst as he felt the twitch of her lips suckling.

To his dismay, she let him go, but not before nudging him with her nose once more.

He drew his hands from her head and wiped the shampoo from around his eyes so he could open them. He looked down, to see her smiling up at him, her cheeks bright red and her brown eyes wiggling with nerves and excitement.

"I think he's all set," Kailey said, dusting her hands.

"Oh but guys, look," Brittany said, picking up the bottle. "It's like... almost empty." The bottle was clear, and so there was easily still a third of it left visible to the naked eye. "We might not have enough for you two."

"But, if there's... not enough," Kailey said, obviously acting as she had a terrible inflection and pacing of speech in her voice, "What ever... shall... we do?"

"Well, he's the only thing with shampoo on him," Brittany observed, pointing at the pup. "I guess you'll just have to rub yourselves against him to try and get some on you."

"Better hurry!"

"Yeah! We might acciden'ally splash him and wash it all off."

The twins grinned wryly as Alexis reached out and cupped some of the water from the shower-stream and splashed it over her front.

Justin was suddenly sandwiched between his two best friends. His eyes went wide as Ashly and Kailey wrapped their arms around him, and each other, and firmly pressed against his front and back, their noses butting against his own and the nape of his neck. Their warm breaths fell over his neck and chin as they began bodily sliding up and down.

His entire coat stood on end as he felt their soft fur collide with his own. Their fronts rubbed against both sides, which made him stand such that he was able to resist both their grinding pressure. But then they both began to moan, and his his knees began to go weak with nervousness.

It didn't help at all that he could feel their pelvises pressing against him even firmer than the rest of their bodies. Their hands even moved downward to grasp each others' rears so they could squeeze together more tightly. The underside of his penis was teased and tickled by his lovers' warm and soft belly, while the small of his back was massaged by the pubic bone of his friend's mound.

Then, Kailey let go and turned around.

His tail was grabbed, and pulled upward. He felt her own fluffy tail against the side of his leg as she pressed against him, back-to-back, awkwardly trying to rub him. It was a bit awkward, but he was more thoughtful to how the base of his tail was being used to press against a certain region between her thighs--a sigh escaping her as if to resolve any doubts.

Ashly turned as well, resting against his front and guiding his arms to rest about her waist. Her tail pressed against his groin, until she raised up on her tip-toes. Her hands then snaked between her legs, and further behind her.

His penis tingled as it was touched by her fingers, and he moved so that her adjustments to his boyhood were made easier. Her fingers pushed him downward, and then her heels slowly rested back down. Her hand cupped her groin, fingers pressing the top of his length firmly against the seam of her folds.

He had little time to ready himself for the way she started moving up and down; for the way her folds teased the top of his shaft by stroking up and down his length.

She gazed down with bemusement at the way his tip stuck out just a bit from beneath her groin. It was like she had a tiny little cock herself, which she had to struggle to stifle lest she burst out into laughter. She focused on the way her nethers rubbed and teased his length. The way he so frustratingly twitched and grunted as he was so close to putting it inside her; yet he could neither put it in, nor hump and buck to his desire, for she kept him merely against her lower lips and Kailey kept him from being able to get the leverage.

Her legs trembling, Ashly reluctantly let him go and stepped away. His pleading whimpers almost drew her back, but she suppressed her own urges. The stream fell over her pearl-white fur, breaking off her chest and shoulders.

Kailey turned about once more and gripped the pup's meat, gently pumping him as she cooed in his ear. "Sorry, boy," she said. "We just got all clean, you can't fuck us right now."

He started to huff and pant, collecting his urges as her rhythm slowed and her squeezes became gentler.

"There, there," she said, patting his shoulder. "Trust me, I feel the same way. But, later, okay?"

"Yeah..." He replied heavily.

"Go rinse off." She giggled, pushing him.

As he stepped into the stream, Brittany and the twins went out the back of the tub. Ashly gave him a hug, and a quick peck on the nose, before she passed Kailey and slipped out of the tub as well.

He ran his hands about, his thick coat taking a bit longer to rid the shampoo that had now lost its lather and was more set in. But after a while he got it all out, and turned toward the skunkette.

She waited patiently, and when she saw he was finished, she held out her hand. He took it, stepping closer to her. She pulled him, letting go and hugging him. His eyes were questioning, and she kissed his cheek.

"Shh..." she whispered, and reached down.

Her fingers began moving his penis, and she raised up just a little. His heart skipped a beat and his eyes squinted with relief as he felt the soft, wet warmth envelope his shaft. He almost let out a groan, but she caught his lips in a kiss to keep him from doing so.

She broke the kiss, and then rested her cheek against his chest, sighing contentedly.

He twitched and surged, doing all he could to feel good without outright pumping inside her. It felt too soon when her cheek lifted, and she pressed his pelvis with her palm. Reluctantly, he pulled out of her wonderful slipperiness.

"Don't tell," she whispered, and then stepped back. "Come on," she said aloud. "Are you done yet? I'm a girl and I take less time than you."

"Sorry, jeez," he said, happily taking the bait. "I'm done, you can have it now."

"Oh yes, please," she winked, "Give it to me."

From the other side of the curtains, the twins burst out into laughter.

Ashly pulled aside the curtains in the back. "Hey, if you're done then come on," she half-scolded. "We're drying off and you'll take the longest."

He shook his head and made to step out, but not before reaching back and squeezing Kailey's buttocks as they swapped places.

"Welcome," she softly replied.

* * * Playing With Food

After several minutes, they were finally dry enough to not wet the carpet. Of course, as Ashly had predicated, they had to wait a bit longer for Justin. Even though Kailey and Brittany had very fluffy and full coats of fur, it was considerably finer so they dried almost as easily as the kittens.

Towels about their wasts and bodies, or in the case of Alexis slung over her shoulder, they made their way back to the room. The square of sunlight that caste from the window had crawled farther toward the center of the room, but it quickly hid with the sun behind a cloud.

They placed all their towels, only slightly damp, on the sectional. Justin sat down while the girls began to re-dress, but only as far as their panties, and for Kailey her tank-top.

"So... what now?" Ashly asked.

"I'm hungry!" Lauren stated.

"Yeah," her sister agreed. "All that sexy-swimming and showering gave my tummy a growl."

"It is pretty much lunch-time." Brittany agreed.

"Well," Kailey said, hooking her thumb into the waist-strap of her urban-camo panties. "Why don't we three," she circled her finger about the space between Ashly, Brittany, and herself, "go make some PB&Js or something."

"Sure," Brittany nodded. "We can have some lady-talk while we're at it."

"What about us?"

"Yeah! We wanna have ladies-talk, too!"

"We're ladies."

"Who said you weren't?" Ashly asked, hands on her hips.

"We know you like to help," Kailey reassured, "but Justin needs company. Besides,"she pointed at the duffel-bags. "You really wanna put all your clothes back on?"

The kittens exchanged glances.

"Nope!" They both giggled, and hopped up on the sectional next to the pup. "We'll keep him comfy," Alexis said, resting her hand on his thigh.

"Company." Her sister corrected.

Ashly rolled her eyes.

"You three behave yourselves," Kailey warned as the three older girls started putting on their clothes.

"Yeah," Brittany followed. "We don't wanna have to clean up another mess right before we eat."

"We will," the twins droned. Then, they looked at the pup. Alexis nudged him with her elbow.

"Oh... y-yeah," he chuckled. "We'll behave."

"Good," Ashly huffed, her head popping through the neck-hole of her shirt. "Fingers yes; thingers no. We'll be back in a few minutes."

"Kay!" The twins waved.

The door shut with a gentle click.

The only sound through the few moments of silence was the house adjusting after the sun peeked out.

Justin glanced from twin to twin. He was anticipating their sudden burst of energy, expecting them to pounce him and start groping or tickling him--anything really. But as he looked from one to the other and back again, poised for when one of them would crack a big grin to signal the troops, they remained still and happily snuggled up by him.

They leaned against him, sitting normally otherwise. They looked up and watched him as he went from one to the other, knowing what he was waiting for. But after a minute or two, his hackles began to lower.

If they intended to do something mischievous, they would have done it by now.

So he watched Lauren for a bit longer, and smiled as she giggled and nuzzled his arm with her cheek. He lifted it, letting her fall against his slouched side, and draped it over her. His palm rested near her rump. She half-closed her eyes up at him, and readjusted her sit to be more comfortable. As she did so, he couldn't help but steal a glance at the orange panties that covered her.

Alexis giggled.

He quickly darted over to look at her, hackles raising again. But she just smiled up at him, and then gently nudged his arm with her head. Giving her equal treatment, he draped his arm over her as well. She sighed as she, too, made herself comfortable against him, which involved wriggling her legs. His eyes went to the little pink triangle that clung tightly to her crotch. It had a bit of a shadow where it subtly wedged about her vulva.

Lauren giggled.

He looked at the other kitten. She giggled again, and turned sideways so she half faced him. Then, her top knee went out, exposing her underwear. His eyes flitted to them.

"He's totally looking at our privates."

"Yeah!"

Justin bit his lip. "Well... I mean... Why're you raising your leg?"

"Cuz you're lookin' at my privates," the white kitten said cutely.

"You like looking even though we're not naked?" Alexis asked.

"Well... um..." He glanced to the black kitten. She smiled, and hoked her knees up, splitting them a bit to show off the tie-dye pink panties. "Wait, what are you asking for?" He realized. "You were the one lifting your dress up for me to look earlier."

They burst into a fit of giggles, then each climbed up and straddled one of his knees. Their tails whipped back and forth, as if playing with one another behind them. They each pulled their hands behind their backs and smiled up at him.

"If you like lookin',"

"Then you can look."

He watched their mischievous, smiling faces for a second before his eyes went down. They straightened their backs and fought to spread their knees a bit wider about his knees.

On his left knee, the tangerine-colored panties hugged against the white fur of Lauren's crotch. They looked a bit small, because the white trim on the edges blended in with her fur.

On his right knee, the bold pink triangle contrasted sharply against the black fur of Lexi's groin. The contour of what resided behind the soft fabric was a bit more visible on her.

Between them, set a bit in front of them, his shaft stood almost straight up.

They took note of it, Alexis sucking in her bottom lip while Lauren shlyly swiveled just a little.

"So..." Alexis said. "Who's undies ya like lookin' at more?"

"Well--"

"Point with your dick!" Lauren suddenly blurted, then clasped her hands on her muzzle.

"Wow, sis," Alexis said with a happily-shocked expression to go against Lauren's embarrassedly-shocked.

"Okay, first off," the wolf said pressing his palms up; "I'm not going to answer that cuz you both look just as sexy in your undies in different ways; and second..." He took in a collective breath. "Second: weren't... you... and you...?"

They watched as his fingers pointed to one another, then down at their panties, and then his arms crossed and his pointing swapped.

They exchanged glances, and then Alexis beamed while Lauren went sour.

"Yessssssss!" The black kitten said, pumping her arms up and down. "Uh-huh, uh-huh, oh yeah." She leaned away, and pointed to her sister; "Say it."

"Hate you." She glowered, crossing her arms.

"Close 'nuff!" She dropped her hands smugly.

Justin rolled his eyes. "You guys made a bet whether I'd notice if you switched undies or not?"

"Yup!"

"Yeah..."

"What'd you win, Lexi," he asked, as Lauren sulked back to rest by his side.

"I," she said, emphatically pointing at herself. "Get Laurie's share of the candy for the next three whole trips to the store."

"What if I pick peanut-butter cups?"

"Nuh-uh you have to pick something I like."

"That was never part of the bet." She retorted.

"Well," Alexis reasoned, sitting back by the pup's other side. "I woulda been fair to you, y'know."

"Okay okay," Justin shook his head.

"So... for-real quezzy," Alexis said. "Um... do you like lookin' at us more with undies on... or naked so you can see our cuties?"

"Um..." He bit his lip. It was a legitimate question. In trying to come up with an answer, his eyes wandered to her panties.

She shifted a bit, and her arms bent up. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband and lifted her rump up. Watching him watch her, she shimmied her panties down. When they were around her thighs, she lifted her legs up and pulled them off, letting her legs down into an indian-style sit, though very loosely. She held the small pink garment out and dropped it on the floor.

"There," she said, resting back against him and adjusting so her groin was visible to him. "Now you can have one of us in undies, and one of us naked."

His attention went to Lauren as she adjusted, mimicking the position her sister was in. She looked up at him sweetly. Then, she reached down, and grabbed hold of the front of her panties. She pulled them away. "Um..." She bit her lip. "Will you... touch our cuties?"

"Yeah, please?" Alexis chimed. "They said it should be okay. We'll touch your stiffy."

He smiled, absently sending a flex to his groin to invigorate his boyhood. "Sure," he agreed. "You guys really like all this, huh?" He asked rhetorically, moving his hands to their fronts.

His fingers easily traced over Alexis's bared folds, while his other hand nestled into Lauren's underwear, pinkie and thumb jutting out the sides of the triangle.

They both sighed in a way that acknowledged his thought.

He paid attention to them in different ways.

His right hand, free to maneuver at any angle to his comfort, began circling his middle and index fingertips about the folds of the black kitten's petite, but visibly pronounced, pinkness. He spread her folds apart, exposing the vestibule of her intimacy to his eyes and the open air; before then closing it back and gently pressing them together. He also moved his fingertips up and down along her slit as he did so, spreading her lips wide as he neared the bottom, and sending jolts through her clit as he pinched near the top.

His left hand, more restrained and confined beneath the soft, snug panties, was limited to gently scratching his fingertip along Lauren's hidden slit. She adjusted herself to spread her legs as wide as she could, to give him better vantage, but his knuckles were jutting against her panties and his wrist was at too odd of an angle. But, he resolved her frustrated needs by using his thumb and middle finger to open her slit enough to slip his index finger in.

Her lips parted and she let out a timid but heated mew. Her hands cupping about the back of the wolf-pup's over her panties, as if to prevent him from taking it away should he try to.

He began to gently prod the vibrant pink treasure nestled between the black-furred kitten's thighs, teasing her with a similar treatment her sister was already indulging.

At the same time, his other finger plunged slowly further into the white-furred sister's tight, slippery passage. As his second knuckle pressed against her resistant lips, she began to squirm and twitch beside him.

She felt terribly pleasurable shocks all inside her body. It was almost made worse by the way her walls clenched on his finger as if afraid to let him go deeper; and yet she pushed the back of his hand to urge him on. She opened her eyes, and then gave his hand a forceful press.

"Ah!" She squealed, as her vision went white and her body went limp as pleasure pulsed from her pussy. His second knuckle had breached into her lips, and she began gently clenching as she got used to the sudden change in width and firmness.

Alexis's eyes opened at the sound of her sister's vocalized bliss. She huffed, reaching for the hand that teased her, and pulled it away.

"What's wrong?" Justin questioned, his other finger idly resting knuckle-deep in the other sister's constricting passage.

"I wanna..." Alexis took in a heated breath as she moved to her knees, and then barged her way between Justin's legs, forcing them to part a little. "I just wanna rub it--just a little. Nuthin' more, I swears."

He watched as she scooted up to his shaft and took it in her hand. Thinking she was just going to pump him a little, he flexed so that it pulsed in her grip. But she straightened her kneel up so she was more upright, and then leaned forward over his tip.

His left hand was nudged; the kitten gently tugged it. "Make it move," she pleaded.

He began curling the finger deep in the kitten's passage, tickling her soft, silky walls and prodding them to the encouragement of her mews and whimpers. And at the same time, he began to feel hotter as the other twin used her hand to move his turgid boyhood against her intimacy, cooing her satisfactions.

"Oh yeah... So big... Stiff... Warm..."

Her sibling was less subtle about her vocals. Her head fell back against the couch as she openly moaned and expressed her pleasure with almost every vowel. And then, her entire body writhed as the finger deep inside her most private of places began bobbing in and out. Each time, the knuckle slipped out and popped back into her lips. Each repetition compounded the feelings on all the rest, until at last the tingling in her thighs suddenly erupted throughout her entire body.

"She's cumming really hard," Alexis declared. "That's it sissy, let it all out."

The pup's boyhood began rhythmically pulsing to match the cumming kitten's gentle squeezes about his finger. The sister's hand that clutched his cock pointed it toward her folds, and she began grinding his tip against her clitoris, teasing herself as she watched her sibling's body go rigid in climax.

The door opened.

"Sorry we took so long."

"Yeah, we made an extra sandwich for The Colo--"

"Hey! You said you guys'd behave!"

"Waaa--ah!"

Alexis fell back and tumbled off the couch onto the floor with shock.

Justin went wide-eyed, cumming kitten still winding down and holding his finger captive.

"Ow..." The black kitten rubbed her head. "But we did," she looked up at Kailey. "Honest."

"Oh yeah?" The skunkette set the large red tray adorned with sandwiches on the ottoman. "And just what were you doing on his lap then, hmmm?"

"I w-was just t-t-touching our p-privates together--I w-wasn't gonna sit on it."

"She's telling the truth," Justin said, his penis still pulsing. His finger was finally freed as the kitten cuddled against him. "I was... um... using my fingers on them but she just wanted to rub against me... like you did in the shower." He looked at Ashly.

"I think they're telling the truth," Brittany declared, setting a stack of paper plates on the ottoman as well. "If he was deep inside her, he'd probably be doubled over holding himself with how fast she fell off the couch."

Ashly wiggled an ear, and then quickly lifted her shirt up to take it off. "I think they're cool." She agreed, and used the snap of undoing the button on her capris as a sort of declaration of finality.

"Carrots!" The black kitten exclaimed as she looked at the ottoman. She hastily went to the plate adorned with the long orange vegetables. Her fingers hovered over the bundle, and then dug in to wrestle a few aside. She lifted her selection, the stem bobbing toward her as if gleeful of her choice.

She then pressed on it between her thumb and forefinger, and licked her lips.

Justin's eyes went a bit wide as she bit on her lip, and moved the carrot and her hand down between her legs. Wider still, when she guided the point of the carrot to her entrance, and slid it up, her eyes rolling to look up at the ceiling as she did.

"Lexi." Her sister scolded groggily, lifting off of the warm wolf pup. "Don't play with yer food... for Pete's sake."

"Says you," she turned, hands on her hips. The carrot's stem bobbed and brushed her leg, a few inches of orange protruding from her muff. "Yer the one that came up with the idea the other day when we had 'em before."

Justin looked at the carrots, and recalled having eaten them the other day. A bit of heat ran across his cheeks as realization struck.

As the other girls undressed to their panties--again, save for Kailey's tank-top--they began gathering their PB&J sandwiches and sitting on the sectional, adorned with the towels, to catch the crumbs.

"I got yours, Justin," Brittany said, proffering a plate.

"Th--thanks," he said, though now his appetite was a bit contested by his lust, no thanks to watching Alexis awkwardly squeezing her thighs to keep the carrot secure.

"Can you get mine, Lexi?" Lauren asked, her energy coming back.

Her sister's only response was a raspberry.

Huffing, the white kitten slid off of the couch on legs that still wobbled. Holding onto Justin's knee for support, she steadied her balance and managed to walk. She was tempted to bump her sister, but wanted to eat more than antagonize.

"I'm stealing your spot, 'kay Lexi?" Ashly said, sitting by her lover.

"Aww... okay," the kitten acquiesced, and waddled over to Kailey. "Can I sit by you?"

"Sure, but I'm going to get a carrot really quick, okay?" To the kitten's nod, she set her plate down and got up, reaching over and nabbing a thick, but kind of short, vegetable. "Yoink," she stated as she sat back.

Lauren giggled.

"This one's nice," the skunkette said, admiring the vegetable. Then, she reached down to pull the crotch of her panties aside. Leaning back and parting her legs a bit, she joined the kitten in the carrot-pussy club, sliding hers in enough so that only the stem peeked out of her folds. She replaced her panties, which pressed the leaves of the stem against her thigh. "There," she smiled down at the kitten. "I'll eat yours if you eat mine." She grinned, her eyes glancing back at Justin.

Lauren shook her head. "You guys are weird." She muttered, picking up a carrot. She looked it over, and then opened her mouth. Rather than biting it just to hold it, she pushed the point into her muzzle--and kept going. Leaning her head up a bit, she closed her eyes, until her squint turned to a bit of an uncomfortable wince. She breathed out through her nose and let go of the carrot, walking back with it to reclaim her seat by the pup.

"That is impressive," Brittany said, cramming the bite of her sandwich to the side of her mouth to speak clearly. "That was almost as big and long as a certain dick I know."

"Tsch." The twin muttered. "Showoff."

Grinning, Lauren looked up at Justin and pressed her fingers a bit more on the carrot, trying to get it to go even deeper. But the end of it tapped against the back of her throat in a weird way, and she grimaced, clutching her throat in her hands and gagging.

"Whoa, Laurie," Kailey said with concern, reaching over and pinching the end of the carrot still protruding from her maw. She gently coaxed it out, the kitten releasing it readily to a fit of coughing. "Be careful! You could choke."

Embarrassed, the kitten covered her mouth as she fought to suppress her coughing fit.

"Let's not try that again with a carrot, okay?" Ashly said. "That goes for all of us."

Brittany agreed. "I've heard some girls do choke on stuff like that trying to practice. Besides," she smiled and gestured toward the wolf. "Why practice on carrots?"

Bashfully, Justin bit his sandwich.

"By the way," the rabbit said, sidling up against her lover. "You almost got a special ingredient in your sandwich."

He swallowed his piece audibly. "Like... what?" He asked.

The vixen and skunkette burst into laughter.

The rabbit giggled nervously. "We um... we might've almost put the rubber spatula in our pussies before using it for yours."

She suddenly felt a pang of disgust. "I--S-sorry if that sounds real gross. It was Brittany's idea!"

"What!" The vixen huffed. "Screw you! Kailey was the one that wondered what Justin's cum would taste like with food. I just didn't wanna be left out. One-for-all, or something."

"Don't point at me!" The skunkette snapped. "I only said that cuz Ashly brought up that ranch dressing looks kinda like Justin's--"

Justin chuckled. "Guys, it's okay." He lifted the sandwich up, and bit it. "I guess it's... I dunno. How would it be much different from just licking your pussies?"

They exchanged nervous and embarrassed glances.

"I think Justin just admitted he wants a PBJ&P." Alexis giggled.

"PB_J&P_?"

"Peanut-Butter, Jelly, and Pussy." The twins stated, Alexis with a giggly and Lauren with a duh inflection.

Brittany rolled her eyes.

Kailey dusted off her hands. "That was an amazing sandwich."

"You made it." Ashly pointed out, clarifying the subtle bragging in a friendly way.

"Egg-zactly." The skunkette replied with a shameless grin and a point. "Now..." She stared down at the black kitten. "I think I want a carrot."

Alexis paused biting her sandwich, and shrugged. She set it back down on her plate, and shimmied her thighs apart, looking back up at the skunkette expectantly.

Kailey reached down with her right hand, and gripped the carrot's end. She curled her index finger underneath the bit of the end that stuck out, and ran her thumb along the body, pointing toward the kitten's crotch.

She slowly pulled it.

"Mmmmh..." The kitten softly moaned, feeling the subtle ribs on the carrot graze her inner walls. Then, abruptly, after only a second, the carrot stopped. She blinked, and looked back up at Kailey.

The skunkette had a mischievous grin. "Uh-oh..." she said with mock-concern. "It's a bit stuck... maybe I gotta try again."

"Nnngh!" The kitten clenched her abdomen as the carrot slid back into her passage. A twinge of pleasure tickled through her. She breathed once, readying herself for the slow tug. It came, to her delight, her moan less soft and more heated as her insides were coaxed to be more receptive to the texture of the carrot.

But again, just a few inches removed, the carrot stopped.

"Well, now... That didn't work." The skunkette put a finger to her lip. "Maybe I need to approach this from a different angle..."

Again, the kitten added a vocalization to the movement of the carrot. But this time, the tip had been tilted upward, so that it prodded all along the ceiling of her passage. Just when she thought the tingling couldn't possibly change, the skunkette's thumb pushed against her clitoris, sending her voice into a crescendo as the gentle pressure firmed.

"Aww," Brittany cooed, resting her hand on the kitten's warm and heaving chest. "She's so adorable when she's all squirmy."

"Then she's about to get real 'dorable," the skunkette teased as she licked her lips. "I'm gonna have to jiggle this thing all around 'till it comes out."

The kitten bit her lower-lip, and gripped the thighs of either girl beside her to brace herself. Just a second later, the wonderful turbulence ensued.

She writhed and squirmed, her knees flapping and gently clapping against the ones on either side. Then a pair of hands reached out and pressed her knees outward, forcing them to stabilize. This only made it worse as she started to squirm at her pelvis.

The skunkette's heartbeat rushed with each squeal and moan the kitten gave as she pivoted the carrot gently while she pulled it out, and pushed it back in to graze the tip over another part of her tender insides. Alexis was beginning to get really erratic, until Brittany held her knees down. Then all the motions went to her hips, and so Kailey had no choice but to use her thumb and press it against the kitten's clitoris to keep from losing her grip.

The kitten held her hands against her chest, balling them into fists as her body wriggled and she leaned more and more against the skunkette. "Nah! Guys... I--I think I--mmmh hmm-mmmhing!"

Her words were muffled as the vixen leaned down and caught her muzzle in a kiss. Her entire body clenched in strong pulses, relaxing for barely a second before another one hit. Though her knees were still restrained, she managed to squeeze them together with enough force to pull them in, resisting and trembling against the vixen's restraint.

Kailey watched as the kitten's vulva moved slightly while she gently pulled the carrot out. It was covered in her shiny, almost slimy juices that dropped onto the towel in distinct dots of saturation. As she pulled the carrot from the kitten's vagina, the kitten's hips lifted slightly, as if yielding to a slight pressure the motion caused.

When the carrot tip finally pulled free, the kitten collapsed and gasped as the kiss was broken. She heaved, recovering from her orgasm.

The carrot's tip still had a thick strand of the kitten's feminine cream that attached to her closing labia. The skunkette pointed it upward, breaking the strand, and rested the carrot along the puffy, heated slit. She gently pushed it lengthwise across the kitten's groin, which was still spasming every now and again.

"Finally got it out," the skunkette said, reaching down and rubbing the back of one of the kitten's ears. "I guess all I needed to do was get you nice and slippery, huh?" She was met with a pair of wide-pupil, dreamy eyes. Smiling, she brought the tip of the carrot to her lips, and the sound of a soft crunch signified her first bite. "Mmm... tastes like Lexi-cum."

"Can I try?" Brittany asked.

"Sure."

Alexis blanked and watched as the vixen slipped the carrot into her lips, and gently sucked before biting off the end.

"Mmm, you're right," she said, crunching the carrot again. "Makes me want to taste some straight from the cutie."

The kitten mewed and covered herself. "No," she rolled away. "I'm too sensitive now..."

Brittany reached down and cupped her bottom. "Aww, I don't mean right now sweetie. Later."

"Maybe I should try some, too." Justin said.

The kitten's eyes shot open as her heart fluttered in her chest.

The carrot was passed a couple times before it wound up in his hands. "Not like it's the first time," he winked. He stuck out his tongue, and rested the bitten tip of the carrot on it. He liked it a bit, running the tip of his tongue all the way to the back of his palate. The taste and texture were definitely noticeable. The texture was actually more akin to mucus, and the taste akin to very dilute sugar-water.

He bit the tip of the carrot, further mixing the texture and taste with the vegetable.

Without a word, Ashly pointed the carrot toward her and leaned in, also biting off an end.

"Jeez..." Alexis said with a bit of embarrassment. Her sister extended her hand. "You too!?" She sat up, sticking her tongue out. "You're my sissy!"

Lauren shrugged. "Like Justy said: How is it different from when I lick your cutie?"

"H--" She opened her mouth, intending to retort. But her voice started before her brain could come up with one, and ultimately she gave up and shut her mouth as her own sibling partook of her cum-carrot--taking the biggest bite of any.

By the time it got back to Kailey, more than half of it was gone. She finished it off quickly and then dusted her hands again, looking down at the black kitten. "So, still wanna eat my carrot?" She reached down, and pulled aside the trim of her panties. She removed the carrot from her own nethers, letting out little more than a contented sigh as it easily passed her walls.

When she lifted it up, it was actually covered more thoroughly than Alexis's. She held the carrot over the kitten's chest, and a droplet of her juice fell onto the feline's stomach, disappearing into her fur.

"I... I dunno," the kitten replied hesitantly.

"If she doesn't want it," Lauren said, "I'll take it."

"Really?" Brittany said coyly. "Got a taste for girly cum, too, huh Laurie?"

The kitten blushed, kicking her legs.

"Here ya go, then." Kailey said, handing off the carrot.

They spent the next several minutes finishing up the food. Alexis turned the TV on, and for a while they bickered over what show they wanted to watch. Now that it was later in the afternoon, the sitcoms and soap-operas were on, which were less entertaining to them. They finally settled on one that they could tolerate but that none of them particularly liked.

After the swim, shower, and food--plus all the other excitement--they were growing weary. Ashly curled her legs up, and she and Justin reclined. Kailey pulled the ottoman closer to the crook of the sectional, and she and Alexis propped their feet upon it while Brittany propped hers over their legs. Lauren curled up and had a nice little alcove all to herself.

It wasn't all that unusual for them to take a nap, either as a group or just some. Justin had gotten really good at being able to close his eyes and even doze while the twins were rough-housing and squealing.

Show and Tell

For a while they all drifted in and out between day-dreams and sleep-dreams. Now and again someone would shift or rustle.

At some point, Lauren rolled onto her back and groggily took off her panties. When they fell in the gap between the couch and the ottoman, she sighed contentedly as her knees fell apart and her heels touched together.

"Ooo..." Brittany muttered, as she noticed the kitten's pink groin. She was half-sprawled, like she was waiting for a big, hard cock to find its way inside her. That got the vixen's own nethers tickling.

She quietly adjusted herself, and shimmied her underwear down to her knees. Spreading her legs a little, resting the soles of her feet on Kailey's thigh, her hand snaked down.

The pace of her breathing slowed deliberately as she spread her lower lips. The way the open air felt to the freshly-exposed flesh was pleasant. Her other hand tweaked one of her nipples, sending pins and needles through her chest that helped turn up the temperature of her mood.

Suppressing her urgency, she teased her fingers down her tummy, sifting through her freshly-washed fur. At last, her fingertips drifted over the downy fur of her loins, and her forefinger found her clitoral hood. She rubbed over it from underneath, teasing the wrinkle of skin. Her thighs felt a bit of a numb tremble as she did.

Her pussy felt hot and agitated. All too eager to sate it, she reached her right hand and placed the tip of her middle finger at the entrance of her vagina. Pulling back with her left hand, she drew the fore- and middle-fingers together, coming to a gentle pinch at her clitoral hood. As she applied pressure and pinched a bit more firmly, she plunged her fingertip in deeply.

She let out a gasp that turned into a squeak.

The others heard the sexual sound and roused, though they didn't really move yet.

Brittany closed her eyes and began tending to her desires. She stimulated her clitoral hood now and again, while her finger scratched her naughty itch with lewd, wet noises. Her thoughts fantasized of lying back on the ottoman, with everyone on the couch like they were. Then, Justin got up and his boyhood was stiff and eager. She spread herself wide for him as he moved between her legs, and wasted no time in filling her gratuitously.

"Oooh Justin..." She moaned.

The pup's eyes flicked open. His penis, which was already growing and peeking out of his sheath, pumped to full life in just a few heartbeats.

"That feels so good..." She complimented, and her index finger prodded the entrance of her girlhood, before joining the middle. "Oh! So big!"

Ashly opened her eyes. She didn't mind how her lover began pressing himself against her. She moved so that she was facing him, pressing her front against his. His warm cock was sandwiched between them, and she wrapped her arms around him as he began gently humping her.

"That's it, big boy. Fuck me deep and hard."

The rabbit pushed back, feeling her own bit of pleasure out of the pressure. He started grunting, really getting into the spirit of things. She bit her lip, her own pussy starting to beg. But she fought hard against it; she told it the only way it was going to get his cock is if he pushed in in her.

"Oh! If you keep it up I'll--I'm... I'm cumming!" Brittany exclaimed, shoving both fingers into her up to the base knuckle. She imagined it was his knot, squeezing itself into her delicate little passage. She lifted her hips up, her pelvis jerking up as she let the waves of pleasure course through her body.

After a few moments, her orgasm faded, and her rear fell back to the couch. She kept her fingers inside, panting.

Justin's activities calmed as well. His breathing slowed quickly.

"You liked her talking about you, huh?" Ashly asked, rubbing her hand over his back.

He opened his eyes sheepishly. "...I-I dunno... Kinda..." He said.

She giggled. "S'okay," she said, kissing his cheek. "You need to cum?" She asked, reaching between them. "You feel like it."

"A--actually," he sat up, her hand still gripped around his girth and gently pumping. "There's something else I really wanna do."

"Fuck?" Kailey asked rhetorically with a grin.

The pup shook his head. "Not yet," he admitted.

The other girls were beginning to sit up and stretch as well.

"So what is it?" Lauren asked.

"Yeah; what wouldja rather do than fuck her?" Alexis followed.

"Um... well..." he took in a breath, and finally coaxed his lover's hand from his groin. "I know you guys have been, um... exploring each other," he said with fidgeting fingers. "Like, y'know... getting a good look at each other's pussies and feeling around and stuff..."

"I know what he's gonna say next!" Alexis said excitedly.

"Well, let him say it." Kailey admonished.

"Yeah... um..." He reached up and scratched his head, looking at his girlfriend. "I was...wondering if you'd... let me?"

The bunny smiled. "Let you what?"

He swallowed. "Um... let me explore y--"

Before he could even get it out, Alexis squealed and flailed about. It took Kailey and Brittany both to restrain her.

Ashly blinked seductively. She leaned in, pressing his boyhood downward with one hand and brushing her cheek against his. "You can explore me anytime."

He chuckled nervously. "C-cool," he said, his brain going a bit dumb.

She giggled at his response. "How ya wanna do it?"

"Well, um..." He motioned to get up, and she let him go. Standing, he walked toward his bag. He unzipped it, pulling out a school folder. It even had some of his homework in it; all old and graded and from over a year ago, but homework all the same. He opened it, and rifled through the sheets on the right side. Then, stopping about halfway through, he tugged a leaf of paper free.

Dropping the folder, he made his way back to the couch. The other girls were all sitting around Ashly, eager to see what he had in his hands. He sat on the ottoman, and turned it about.

"It's... a picture of girl's privates..." He stated.

"That's a funny picture..." Lauren said, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, yeah," Kailey nodded. "I have a little booklet-thing from when the nurse talked to us at school that has one of those in it."

"R--right, I think I've got the one for boys..." He turned it over and looked at it. "I was... thinking of using this to try and... I dunno... Use it to help explore?"

"Why don't we all do some exploring?" Brittany suggested. "I'll pair up with Kailey and the twins can explore each other."

"That sounds like a good idea." Ashly agreed.

"Kailey, you sit by Ashly." The vixen ordered. "You two..." She looked at the twins. "You guys figure it out the usual way."

As the twins initiated their usual game of rock-paper-scissors, the others began setting things up. They laid the towels out and moved the ottoman away, and covered pillows with towels on the ground for the explorers to rest their knees. Finally, they all fully undressed.

"I s'plore," Lauren said, sticking her tongue out.

Without much protest, Alexis sat on Ashly's other side.

"We all ready?" Brittany asked. The subjects widened their legs and scooted as far forward as they could comfortably. "Okay. Justin leads."

The pup swallowed again, swiveling his torso about to get the paper. Then, as he started to look at it, it was plucked from his hands.

Ashly's fingers held it up in front of him. "I'll hold it so you can use both hands."

"Th--thanks," he said. "Okay... So... First is the... Vulva..." He looked closer at the picture. "I'm... not really sure what it's pointing at."

"It's just pointing at what you can see." Brittany explained, pointing at Ashly's crotch. "You're looking at it right now."

"Oh... so it's like, the outside?"

"Yeah."

Justin looked closer. His subject shifted, giving him a bit better vantage. Her vulva was fairly puffy, and what looked like a blush was visible all around the pink lips nestled in the fuzzy cleft.

"What's it look like?" The rabbit asked.

"Um... I dunno," the pup admitted.

"Nooo," Alexis huffed. "Yer s'posta say it looks 'cute'."

"It... it does," he assured. "I was just... trying to come up with something to compare it too, ya know? Like how my dick, um... how it looks like a hot-dog?"

Lauren giggled.

"If you spread it, it kind of looks like a flower." Brittany suggested.

Justin looked up at Ashly, as if asking permission to do so. She smiled, shaking her head sympathetically. Cautiously, the pup moved his hands to her nethers. He rested his palms on the tops of her thighs, and places his thumbs on either side of her vulva. Gently, he pried her cleft apart just a bit.

"Aw, c'mon..." Ashly said. "That's not spreading it. Look at Kailey."

Justin lifted his head to peak over at the skunkette. She smiled at him as he passed her face, and then he looked down. The vixen gently wedged one of her thumbs into the skunkette's diamond, and pulled that side of her labia away. She then reached with the other thumb, and spread the other side.

Feeling more bold, Justin imitated what he saw. As the tip of his thumb slipped in and started to pull it aside, it slipped. Above him, Ashly giggled. "Sorry," she said. "I'm a bit wet."

"You're telling me," Brittany interjected. "Kailey's dripping."

The skunkette mewed. "Don't say that... it's embarrassing..."

"Don't worry so much, Kailey-bale," Ashly consoled her friend. "We're not gonna make fun of you cuz you get really wet." She turned back to the pup who now successfully had her pussy opened. She sighed. "That feels really good, Justin."

He looked up. "It does? It doesn't hurt at all?"

She shook her head.

"It's like if you use your fingers to open your eyelids up more," Lauren commented, doing just that. "Except it makes our cuties tingle a bit."

Justin peeked his head over to look at her. She returned a bashful smile as he gazed at her bright pink flower petals.

"Hey. Pay attention." Ashly gently scolded. She held the paper up. "What stuff can you point out now?"

"Um..." He looked at the picture, and then back down at the pussy between his thumbs. "I guess... the arrows are pointing at the err-eth-ruh and vah-guy-nah."

"Urethra and vagina." Brittany corrected.

The twins broke into giggles.

"Hey! You two try saying these weird words."

"Don't worry so much, Justy," Kailey consoled. "We're not gonna make fun of you cuz you can't say our girl-parts right."

The kittens drolled an apology.

"So... what are those?" The pup asked. "The arrows look like they're pointing to the same place."

"Look here," the vixen instructed, moving one hand to keep her subject splayed as she used the other to point. "This itty-bitty notch right here, that's the urethra." She moved her finger down, "and this..." She pushed it in, causing the skunkette to involuntarily groan at the sudden intrusion, "Is the vagina."

"Yuck. Vagina's such a boring word." Alexis commented.

"Yeah, we like 'cutie' a lot better."

"Warn me next time..." Kailey huffed.

"No way," Brittany said. "It feels best sometimes when you're not expecting it."

Ashly watched as Justin got real close to her intimate region. She let out a nervous giggle, and he glanced up at her, his face just as embarrassed as hers. "You... enjoying exploring me?" She asked.

"Y--yeah..." he replied.

"Cool. Um... get as close as you need to... I won't bite your anything."

"Thanks..." he gave a timid smile, before going back to looking. He spotted the tiny hole in the upper region, a bit below her clitoral hood. Then, his eyes traveled downward. All words aside, he couldn't help but looking at the opening to that passage. The hole was definitely bigger than the urethra, but it was still pretty small. "Can I... stick my finger in?" He asked.

"Please!" She blurted. Then, she caught herself. "Uhm... I mean... y--yeah, of course."

"You okay, Ashy?" Lauren asked with concern.

"Sssh!" Her sister hushed. "Can't you tell? She's really really horny."

Using his right thumb, he slid it from her labia toward her vaginal opening, resting it in the entrance. Counting to three in his head, he gently pushed it in. She moaned, and her knees lifted up an inch or so from the couch. He was surprised. Having seen how small the hole was, and seeing and feeling how his thumb so snugly pushed its way into her, made him wonder how exactly his dick managed... let alone his knot.

With his thumb halfway inside, he watched as her nether regions subtly clenched. With each little spasm of her walls about his thumb, his dick twitched with excitement.

"So... This is where my dick goes..." He muttered.

"Yup." Brittany said. "And the urethra is where pee comes out of."

"It is?" He asked rhetorically.

"It is!?" The twins echoed, as well as Kailey with surprise.

"What? You mean you guys didn't know?" She chuckled. "What you think it just came out of your pussy?"

"Well..." Justin admitted. "I assumed it did cuz I pee from my... dick."

"Whoa, really?" Lauren asked. "So what happens if you have to go to the bathroom and you're inside one of us?"

"Ew! Laurie," Alexis grimaced. "He wouldn't pee inside. Right?" She turned. "You wouldn't--right?"

"Well no, of course not, I--"

"Guys, relax. Justin can't pee when he's fucking us."

"R--really?" The pup continued his learned surprise.

"How do you know all this stuff, Brittany?" Ashly asked.

The vixen shrugged. "I just... read it all online." She smiled a bit smugly. "Like, I bet you've woken up some mornings with your dick all stiff like it is now, huh Justin?"

He looked down, as if he didn't know he was erect. "Um... yeah, actually. And I really have to pee... but when I get to the bathroom it usually has to start getting soft before it happens."

"See?" The vixen nodded. "By the way, that's called 'morning wood.'"

"Wow... you can get all stiffy in your sleep, Justy?" Lauren commented.

"Probly cuz he's dreaming about cumming in our cuties."

"Well... um..." the pup felt his heart flutter at the thought. "It... it kinda happened before we started all this but... if you want I can try to have those dreams..."

"Are we gonna keep talking or explore?" Kailey huffed.

"Sorry," the pup said. "Um..." He looked up at the picture. "So... this..." he wiggled his thumb, causing her to breathe huskily, "Is your... pussy." He said, using his preferred terminology. "And... the next thing is..." He looked at the word, but bit his lip. "Cur-vix."

"Sir-vix," Brittany corrected.

He furrowed his brow. "You guys have such complicated names."

"It's cuz ladies are very complex," the vixen said with a delicate inflection.

"We'll come up with a better word," Alexis said with confidence. "Where is it?"

"It looks like," Justin looked down and pulled out his thumb. "It looks like it's way up inside..." He pointed his index finger. "Can I... try to find it?"

"Uh-huh," Ashly said, her breathing and heartbeat eager.

The pup slid his finger in. His dick tingled as he imagined it was taking the place of his finger. The sounds she made sent his spine tingling. As his finger burrowed deeper into her warm, wet depths, he turned his fingertip upward. He traced the underside of her passage until his fingertip came to a stop. "I...I think I'm all the way in."

"Ooooh it feels so good," Ashly cooed.

"I feel something..." He moved his fingertip. "It feels like a circle." His fingertip traced a ridge. He pulled away just a bit so that he could position the fingertip toward the center of the back of her passage.

He pushed.

"Oh fu-u-uck!"

"Shit!" Justin pulled his finger out, thinking he'd done the worst. "I'm sorry, Ash. I didn't mean--"

"Why'd you take it out!?" She hissed. "Get back in there and find that spot again!" She commanded.

Half panicked, Justin's trembling hand went back to her folds. He pushed his finger in, this time burrowing in more aggressively.

She emitted an agitated groan, wishing he'd just hurry up and-- "Ahhh-ahh..." She groaned with relief.

Justin began to calm as he saw her entire body melt in relaxation.

"Right there... w--wiggle your finger," she said.

He did so.

"Yah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!" She squealed, reaching down and clasping his wrist as her heels lifted off the ground, constricting her tunnel.

And then Justin's entire body went numb except for his surging dick as he pushed even further into her. The result was a moan unlike anything he had ever heard. It started off low and soft but then quickly grew to such intensity her voice made his heart practically stop. Plus, it was like her entire body was trying to focus all its effort into clamping down as tightly as it could around his finger.

After a full two seconds of her moan reaching a crescendo and her body trying to pop his finger, she dropped the paper and slumped back with exhaustion.

His dick felt terribly jealous.

"Wh--what was that!?" Lauren asked in a whisper, after the room fell silent for a second.

"I-I th-think Justin... f-found... my cervix..." Ashly muttered.

"It... feels..." He swallowed. "It feels kind of like a thumb-stick on the controllers... with a suction cup..." He described.

"Let me see if I can find yours," Brittany said to Kailey with a grin.

The skunkette felt extremely nervous. After the intense performance she saw, she was both eager and frightened. As the vixen's finger entered her, she began to twitch and spasm. She closed her eyes as the digit slid along her soaked insides, undeterred by her futile constrictions. Then, her eyes bolt open. Somewhere deep inside, the digit prodded a part of her she had never consciously felt before.

"I think this is it," she declared in a sing-song inflection, before wiggling her finger.

"Naaaah! S--stop-stop-stop-stop!" Kailey pleaded, closing her knees and wriggling as the odd feeling of this newfound part of her body was stimulated. Thankfully, the vixen complied. She breathed heavily.

"What's wrong?" Brittany questioned. "Ash seemed to like it."

The skunkette held her hands against her chest and winced. "I... I dunno. It just... feels weird," she muttered, shivering.

"Is this your suction-cup?" Lauren asked.

"No... I don't think so," Alexis replied. "I think you're still too far away."

"I'm in as deep as I'gan go." The white kitten protested.

"Want me?" Justin asked, sliding his finger out of the bunny's puffy hole.

"Yeah!" Lauren said. "And find mine, too," she added, hopping up on the couch.

Taking the spot between Lauren's knees, the pup reached out to spread the white kitten's flower. She gave him a bashful smile as he did, resting her hands on her stomach nervously. "I'm going in," he announced, index finger nearing her passage. He moved gently, his finger prodding and entering her as carefully as he could.

She breathed slowly, feeling the finger stretch her inner depths. Having just been fingered by him only a short while ago, she opened her muzzle and exhaled with the memory of how the orgasm felt.

And then she winced.

The fingertip hit a spot that sent a slight pain from somewhere behind her tummy. She lashed out and gripped his hand, holding him still.

He looked up. "Feel it?" He asked, a third of his finger still out of her passage. "I'm touching it right now. I can try to wiggle my finger."

"No don't!" She pleaded. "It... it kinda hurts..."

He looked up and his hand pulled back. "I'm sorry," he insisted.

"I'ss okay," she exhaled with relief.

"Do me!" Alexis commanded, patting her hands on her thighs as she opened her legs. "Feel my suction-cup."

"Are you sure?" Justin asked. "Maybe just a little. I don't want to hurt you."

"I'm not a'scared." She huffed, crossing her arms. "Hurry-hurry!"

Brittany shook her head, and then looked up at Kailey. "Your turn," she said, and moved to sit beside the skunkette.

"My turn?" She questioned.

"I showed you yours; you show me mine," the vixen replied, twisting the common phrase a bit.

Biting her lip, the skunkette reluctantly agreed. She slid off the couch and got on her knees while Brittany took her spot. The vixen's legs opened wide, and she leaned back with her arms raised above her head. Looking at Brittany's soft fur, and the way her white tummy seamlessly and sensually framed her pink cutie, made her chest burn with a bit envy. She wished hers looked as pretty as that, rather than the embarrassing base-ball field she had around hers.

Nevertheless, she readied to find out what another girl's suction-cup felt like.

"C'mon, Lexi. I can't move if you don't relax." Justin muttered.

The kitten mewled. "But I like squeezing..." She reached down, pressing down on her mons. "It makes it feel good when you go in..."

Justin rolled his eyes, suppressing the feelings that her words would have given him. "Okay, but at this rate I'm never gonna get to your suction-cup."

She mewled again and leaned her head back.

Justin felt her constricting walls relax, and his finger was relieved of the pressure. Again, he wished it was his dick. But, focusing on his task, he slid further in. The twins were definitely shallower, and again when about a third of his finger remained snuggled against her vivid pink lips, the tip gently nudged against the soft spot in the very back of her passage.

"Eep!" She winced.

"There ya go." He said, and started to recede. But his wrist was snagged.

"Nuh-uh!" She growled. "Push harder."

"But doesn't it hurt?" He asked.

She gave a pinched-face look.

"I'm not gonna do something that could h--" He started to say, when she leaned back and pulled his wrist. His voice caught as his fingertip squished against the soft button-like flesh, and felt a chill down his back as she half-groaned, half-squealed at the feelings she was having to work through.

"Wiggle-wiggle-wiggle," she pleaded.

His brain complied before he realized. His fingertip nudged up and down in the fleshy depression. She started to buck, but only slightly. Her entire body jolted up and down in time with the direction his fingertip pushed.

And accompanying her squeal, another heated moan came from his right. The vixen gave a much more guttural moan than his lover had, which to him sounded a bit off-tune by comparison. But the two moving together made him pretty excited--but afraid he was going to really hurt the kitten literally at his fingertip, he stopped and receded from her.

"What the heck!?" She hissed. "Why'd you leave?"

"Cuz, I could tell it was hurting."

"K-kinda!" She folded her arms. "You just didn't want me to cum, you jerk. An' I was getting' close, too." She folded her feet in, sitting Indian-style on the couch. "You let Laurie cum, but not me." She pouted.

"That's not true." He retorted.

"Sure it's not." She said, turning her head.

"Maybe I'm just waiting for lay-dur." He said coyly.

She dropped her pout and opened her eye.

"Wow, Kailey." Brittany panted. "You sure you don't like the way that feels? I think I'd go mad now if something didn't poke me that deep at least once a day."

Ashly noticed the ears of her lover twitch.

"Didn't it hurt, Britty?" Lauren asked.

"Not for me," the vixen replied. "Ash?"

The rabbit shook her head. "I liked it."

The kitten let out a worried mutter.

"What's wrong?" Kailey asked.

"Why's it hurt me and not them?"

"It doesn't feel really good to me, either, Laurie." Kailey admitted. "Maybe it's like how my throat gets all scratchy in the winter, and no one else's does. Everybody's different."

The kitten looked down at her hands, feeling a little better.

"So..." The vixen spoke up. "What else is left to explore?"

The pup shrugged. "I dunno. I don't think I can go any further than the... cervix," he said.

"But there's something you're for-get-ting..." Brittany teased, lifting up the paper and shaking it, making it crinkle.

He leaned in closer. "The utter-us?"

Kailey giggled. "Even I know that one. It's yoo-ter-us."

"That's not what I'm talking about, anyway," Brittany huffed, leaning over and thrusting the sheet. "Look near the vulva."

"Clih-tor-ris?" He questioned.

"Clit-er-is."

"Cherry!"

Justin extended his thumb at the twins. "They're right. I like their names better. Least I can say it without being corrected."

They high-fived.

"Besides, I already kinda knew about that part."

"Yeah you do," Ashly commented with an almost dreamy tone, and then covered her mouth. "I--I mean--"

Brittany beamed. "I think someone wants a clitty-kissy," she said, her tail and rump bobbing from side to side as she stared at Justin.

The pup smiled nervously.

"I want one!" Alexis said, bouncing.

"Me too," Brittany said. "I think Justin should give each of us a clitty-kissy for helping him explore our private parts... and learn how to pronounce their names."

Justin's throat felt parched as each of the girls shifted and opened their legs, staring at him expectantly. He felt a sudden pang of performance anxiety. He swallowed. "Um... wh--who first?"

"Me!" Alexis hopped. "Cuz you didn't let me cum." She crossed her arms and gave an exaggerated glare.

He rolled his eyes. Besides, he was already by her. Resting his hands on her thighs, she parted her legs wider and pushed her hips forward. He leaned in, his muzzle slowly nearing her intimate folds. He pursed his lips, and pressed them over the clitoral hood.

She squirmed and squealed as the suction hit. Her legs practically went numb. When he popped off of her, emitting a lewd sucking noise, she slumped back with her tongue lolling out and panting.

He wasted no time in tending to the next girl. He matched Lauren's eyes as he scooted over, helping her spread her legs a bit further. As he neared, she clutched her hands by her chest and held her breath. He paused, looking up at her from between her thighs, seeing the slight apprehension on her face.

She closed her eyes, and let out a soft moan as a flurry of tingles dashed from her groin. Her hands went to Justin's head, pulling him in gently. When he popped off of her cherry, she let out a mewl of pleasure, and matched his eyes with a timid smile of gratitude.

He scooted over to Ashly, but even before he leaned in, he was halted by Kailey.

"Hang on, eager beaver," she scolded. "You have to save the best for last, right?" She winked.

Ashly blushed at his smile.

He scooted over at the unnecessary coaxing of the skunkette. She wrapped her hands along the underside curve of his skull. She gasped as his lips connected, and began to squirm as if to try and get away; or to heighten the pleasure, if her exclamations were any indication.

Popping free, she petted him, thanking him.

He made his way to Brittany. The vixen stared at him expectantly, and told him to wait as she reached down and used her finger to pull up an inch or so above the hood. Giving him the green light, he leaned in, and unceremoniously latched onto her.

She hissed, and then groaned. "Yes..." She said through a deep moan.

She spasmed as he popped away, and then breathed heavily.

"Good boy," she complimented.

Licking his lips, he went back to the prize he wanted most. He looked up into her eyes, and she down at his. He smiled, intent on giving her a special kiss. He reached with his hands, and spread her lips apart. Leaning his muzzle in, he stuck his tongue out, and gently slipped it into her vaginal opening.

She breathed heavily as his tongue flexed and wiggled inside the first bit of her passage. Then, caught her breath as he dragged his tongue from inside up across the firm flesh and over her urethra. She let out a quick grunt as it flicked over her clitoral hood, and then followed with a longer one as his lips latched on.

He suckled once, making her spasm, then again, rewarded with a moan of her pleasure. He then suckled a third time, slowly adding more and more pressure over time, making her squirm and tremble, before releasing her.

Even after he let her go, her thighs and knees bucked and spasmed. A radiant warmth pooled in her legs and feet, as if she had lost circulation and just moved them.

She let out a heavy breath as her tummy clenched and her cheeks burned, settling down from the unbearable tease that compounded the urges that swelled within her since the morning.

The Game of The Throne

Lauren bit her lip as she saw the way the bunny squirmed and felt her own tired loins start to tingle again. As Justin stood up, she slid off the couch and approached him. He looked down at her, and she up at him. Reaching out, she held onto his girth that pointed to her forehead, and pulled it down. She lifted her chin, pouting her lips, and pressed them against the tip of his tapered cock.

She wrapped her lips about his tip just barely, and the pressure of a kiss sent a tingle all the way through his shaft and into his pelvis. With a smile, she backed away, and muttered a bashful thanks.

Her sister's arm helped her step backwards as Alexis slid off the couch, too. She stood on her tip-toes and held her hands behind her back, raising up enough to get her chin to match his slightly-upward pointing angle. Her nose prodded the tip and her tongue gently rested on the underside.

Another kiss, and his rod responded with an excited twitch.

She fell away, nearly stumbling as she stepped away with a giggle.

With a wry smile, he want to Kailey.

The skunkette looked at him a bit hesitantly at first, but nevertheless leaned over. She wrapped her hand about his base and leaned forward, her lips pressing against his tip. His tail swished as the light pleasure tickled him.

Brittany did not even wait for him to step over. As soon as Kailey had given her kiss, his penis was confined in the vixen's vibrant red grip. She leaned over, resting her head in Kailey's lap. She closed her eyes, and kissed, adding the tell-tail noise and smack as it broke. She looked up at him, licking her lips, and pumped him a few times before letting him go.

He looked to Ashly. She slid off the couch and rested on the pillow he had used when examining her cutie. She flicked her finger, and he approached her. She was well within height, unlike the twins, and so when she held him it was from underneath, starting at his balls. She cupped them and fondled them, all the while staring at his tip.

A bit of pre beaded, and as she saw it well up in the funnel at the tip of his dick, she leaned forward. Transitioning her hand from his balls to two fingers catching his length to keep it steady, she opened her lips.

He rested his hand on her head as she leaned in, her hot breath warming his tip. He could feel the surrounding warmth even before her lips closed about the first half-inch or so of his rod. With his tip fully in her lips, he looked down. Her eyes watched him expectantly, and she began to suckle gently.

The pressure of her lips over the girth of his entire tip made his knees bend slightly. His jaw slacked and he let out a groan. She moaned, sending vibrations through his loins that made his cheeks burn. She placed her hands over the backs of his thighs, and suddenly his entire length was abruptly taken in.

But just as quickly as she swallowed his length, she receded, and as her lips pulled over his tip she paused at that spot to give him the kiss. When she popped free, he stumbled to the side and landed on the couch, making the twins giggle as they barely bounced.

"You like when we suck it like a water-bottle, huh?" Alexis asked.

Justin chuckled bashfully. "Y--yeah, it feels g--good." He admitted.

Alexis then elbowed her sister, who gave a twitch of surprise at the gesture and looked at her questioningly.

"That was fun," Brittany said. "We should do something like this again--but maybe do a little more." She winked, looking up at Kailey from the skunkette's lap.

"What do we do now?" Lauren asked.

There was a bit of silence. It was not quite awkward, although it was a little thick. For some reason, the obvious answer felt like the one no one wanted to say. Even Alexis, who seemed the most eager and rambunctious throughout the whole day, looked about the room as if trying to think of something other than what was on her mind.

"Videogames?" Kailey asked.

"Sure," Ashly said. "Let's take a little break from... Y'know." She trailed, half-stating everyone's thoughts. "What do we play?"

"Mario Kart!" The twins declared, throwing their hands up and pausing as the others exchanged glances.

Justin shrugged. "All right." He lifted off the couch and went to get their game set up. The twins giggled as he bent over, his rear sticking up and his fuzzy sac dangling between his thighs.

"Why don't you two grab the controllers since you wanna play so bad," Brittany suggested.

Bursting off the couch, the twins went to the jumble of controllers near Justin's feet. They unplugged a couple of them to untangle all the cables.

"How do they even get so tangled up?"

"Who knows," Alexis said, threading a plug through the wires that her sister held taught between her fingers. "It's like how come undies come out of the dryer inside-out."

Justin glanced over at them as they worked through the puzzle that was the controller cables as his finger gently prodded the disc to get the console to gobble it up. The plastic started clacking as they finally worked the controllers free, and he took the plugs and pushed them back in.

"Leave it to Justy to stick the jacks in the plugs," Alexis commented.

He rolled his eyes. "You've just got a really naughty imagination." He retorted.

She stuck her tongue out. "Don't even pretend like you don't have naughty thoughts."

"Yeah,yeah," Kailey spoke up. "We all have dirty minds, can we play now?"

Giggling, the twins each carried a pair of controllers back to the couch. Lauren set both of her controllers next to Ashly, while Alexis handed one of hers to the rabbit and the other toward the skunk and vixen.

"You go first, Kailey," Brittany said. "I'm too comfy, here," she sighed, and lifted her head from the skunkette's lap just enough to bury her muzzle into the groin.

Kailey let a nervous chuckle as her shaking hand gripped the wing-handle of the controller. The quick bit of crotch-nuzzling subsided as the vixen receded, and turned over to lie on her back.

"C'mon sis, see who goes first," Lauren said, her hands poised for their usual method of decision.

Justin approached and took the controller sitting next to Ashly, watching as the twins' hands cartoonishly appeared as three still hands, their movements were so fast. But the game didn't last long as Lauren's scissors snipped Alexis's paper.

"Hmph," the black kitten took the spot next to Justin on the couch and used her hand to slap the controller off onto the pillows below. "Oops," she said with disdain.

Lauren smirked, enjoying her sister's little fit, and leaned over. She looked up at her sister, and smiled. "Your cutie's wet," she said loudly. "Izzit cuz you're sittin' next to Justy?"

Alexis's eyes blinked rapidly and she folded her arms. "N-n-no." She said, lifting her head up.

But Justin saw, out of the corner of his eye, that she was looking at his lap out of the corner of hers. He glanced to her, and she looked at him a bit nervously. Smiling, he proffered the controller. "Here," he insisted.

"You don't wanna play?" She questioned.

"Not like I'd win anyway," he admitted.

This particular game, despite Justin's best efforts, was one of the only ones he had a regular challenge at when it came to competing with the girls. Aside from Mario Party and some other games that were somewhat luck-based, this game required some kind of skill that he, for whatever reason, outright lacked.

Besides, it wasn't often that either of the twins played together. Even before Brittany was added to their group, it was usually Kailey, Ashly, and himself, while the twins took turns.

Since Alexis had the first-player controller, she had the power of hitting all the A-buttons. She selected the versus mode and didn't mess the any of the options, as they had long ago bickered and found a configuration they all agreed upon.

They each had also settled on their favorite character. Ashly was first to select Princess Peach, followed by Kailey who picked Bowser, then Lauren who picked Birdo because she managed to unlock the character, and finally Alexis who picked Toad.

With everyone selecting their vehicles, the race started.

Justin's foot tapped with the countdown, and to Ashly's frustration everyone managed to get a boost-start except her. He reached over to rub her back sympathetically.

And thus started the three-race onslaught of taunts and growls and name-calling.

Next to himself, Kailey was definitely the most skilled of them. In any other game, she could go toe-to-toe with Justin, or even better toe-with-toe. Justin wasn't actually that competitive; he got tired of that real fast having to deal with Lexi and Laurie, who were presently trying to trouble each other just as much in real life as they were in the game, bumping and jerking one another around.

He liked playing the Halo games with Kailey. Much as he now openly loved Ashly, the bunny that sat beside him was barely able to make it through the first level of a first-person shooter. But he and Kailey tore things up on even the harder difficulties, though with lots of effort. Something about the way they communicated, and instinctively knew how exactly to work together, made them a very good duo.

He held empathy for Kailey, for she suffered the same problems he did with the current game they played.

Even though Ashly had gotten a bad start in the first race, she managed to catch up and win. Alexis got second place, while Lauren and Kailey got fourth and sixth respectively.

As the next race counted down, and the green light and chime signaled them to go, Kailey suddenly let out a squeak. "Stop it, Brit!" She huffed, frustrated at her distraction.

Justin looked over to see Brittany's head on Kailey's knees, her muzzle turned inward. She gently blew over the skunkette's crotch, causing the girl to spasm begrudgingly.

Lauren bumped into Alexis particularly hard and so she bumped into the wolf pup's side.

He chuckled when she didn't even really give an apology, so determined on the game. She was in second place, with Ashly in first, appearing to repeat the same situation. Alexis managed to get a red shell, and taunted the rabbit as she fired it off. But Ashly had a green shell waiting, and hovered it behind her.

The shells collided, leaving Ashly unharmed.

Just as the twin expressed her frustration, the sound of the blue shell resonated from the TV as Kailey fired it off.

Justin watched between Alexis's and Ashly's screens. Alexis kept her speed up until the blue shell hit her sister's kart. Since her sister was two places behind her, she slowed down, and let third place pass her up. A few seconds after the computer passed her with glee, the blue shell barely nicked her when she skidded against a wide turn.

Ashly started to whimper with worry, and turned on the rear-camera. She saw second place and slowed down, backing up. As she neared the poor computer, the blue shell collided with her, and they were both taken up into the air.

And Alexis cackled as she passed them both.

Ashly pursed her lips with frustration as the black kitten crossed the finish line, winning the second race. Even Lauren managed to squeak past her and take third, while she was stuck in fourth.

Kailey was eighth.

"Aww, poor Kay-Kay." Brittany cooed.

"It'd be a lot easier without you messing with with me." She grumbled.

"Oh, was I distracting you?" She said innocently.

But Kailey didn't have much time for a retort as the next race was already counting down.

Justin was glad he handed the controller off when he did. He knew full well how this game turned his friends a bit cranky. Maybe it was because they all had experience winning in it at one point in time or another, in this more than any other game.

He also didn't want to compete against Ashly. He was keen to make sure he didn't upset the ecosystem that was happening right now. Even at this moment, the fact that they were all still naked was on the back of his mind. Each time he heard the vibration of the controller, he recalled the massager the twins had used while he was inside his lover's cunny, and it made his dick perk up.

In fact throughout the two races his puphood had gone soft and hard a few times. It was relieving to not have the swelling ache in his girth, but at the same time he was beginning to feel aroused again. He stopped watching the race so much and kept looking at the girls. He looked at Brittany's tummy and at where her legs were parted. Though her nethers faced away from him he could only imagine how exposed they were.

He looked at her head resting in Kailey's lap, putting himself in her place. He recalled Kailey standing at the top of the stairs, flashing her diamond-framed pussy down at him as he neared, and letting him gaze and lick her for a brief moment.

He began altering the real-life event in his mind. She wore panties when she flashed him, and he teased them down as he exposed her delicate girl-parts. Then he licked her and had her writhing and squirming, calling his name as her knees trembled, her hips lurching forward, and her balance held by his hands on her rear.

"Say goodbye!" Kailey shouted with visceral glee as she audibly punched the button. Her character transformed into Bullet Bill, and the others waited in a morbid anticipation.

Lauren squealed as she was hit, watching helplessly as her placement went from fourth to seventh.

Alexis and Ashly were fighting the computer for first place. But soon enough, Kailey crashed into them and sped along, laughing maniacally the whole time. It became a race of attrition for the last quarter of the map.

Kailey crossed the finish-line first, Bowser giving a roar of victory.

Justin watched as Peach and Toad bumped into one another, intent on running one-another off the road or out of place. He almost couldn't bear to watch; he gripped the cushion a bit tightly.

Alexis just barely took third while Ashly was crammed into fourth.

A few moments later, Lauren passed the line second-to-last.

"Yessssssssss!" Alexis called with triumph as the scorecard swapped her with Ashly, giving her first-place overall. She hopped off the couch and did a little victory-dance, her hips and tail swaying as she clapped her hands.

That is, until her sister leaned over and yanked her tail.

"Ah! Hey!"

"Don't rub it in you jerk-wad."

"Sore loser."

"She can dance a bit," Ashly chimed in. "She won fair and square. Tough race."

"Yeah!" The black kitten agreed. "Besides, Laur," she turned to her sister, "Maybe you'll beat me this time. Y'know, if you'd watch your own screen."

"Oh, you're gonna race again, Lexi?" Ashly asked.

The kitten looked at her with confusion. "Yeah..." She said. "First winner defends the title; s'how we always do it. Like King'a the Hill."

"And here I was thinking you wanted to sit on the Winner's Throne," the rabbit said passively. "But if you wanna play again..."

The kitten squinted an eye. "The Winner's Throne? What's that, and when did we start it?"

"We've never done it before," Ashly replied with a sly grin. "I just made it up," she reached out gently gripped Justin's half-turgid puphood. She watched as the kitten looked away, but kept eyes with where her hand slowly worked her lover up to full mast. "Kailey and Brittany might'a tattled on what you two said this morning." She said, looking at both the kittens.

Lauren swallowed. "Um... Are--are you mad?"

"Why would I be mad?" The rabbit asked, looking from one kitten to the other. "Are you mad about what they said this morning?" She asked Justin.

He shook his head, and bashfully chuckled. Of course he wasn't mad. He looked at the black kitten. "I did promise... remember?"

Alexis fidgeted with the controller, making the game emit noises as she nervously prodded the thumb-stick.

"What's the matter?" Ashly questioned. "I thought you'd be really happy. If what they said," she pointed to the two cuddled on the other side of the sectional, "is right, you've been dreaming about it, right?" The bunny patted Justin's thighs. "He's not gonna bite or anything. Besides, look," she squeezed him gently, and he spread his knees a bit, weakly bucking in response. "See? I'm sure he won't mind if you sit your little cutie around his cock for a while."

"Go on, Lexi," Kailey encouraged. "Besides, you helped your sister with what she wanted when we were in the shower."

"Would it help if I said I wanted you to?" Justin asked. "At least for a little while?"

The kitten mewed with a mix of emotions. "I-I-If it's okay," she mumbled.

"It's okay." Ashly reassured.

"Hang on a sec," Brittany suddenly stated, lifting her head off Kailey's lap and sitting up with a stretch. "I'll be right back," she got up, skipping to her clothes and rushing to put them on. "Don't anybody do anything while I'm gone!" She was in such a rush she put her shirt back on inside-out and she skipped putting her panties on.

Kailey sighed with relief as she watched the vixen dash out the door. She reached down and placed her fingers over her slit. "Jeez."

"What's up, Kailey-bale?" Ashly questioned.

"Huh?" The skunkette flinched, realizing she had spoken aloud. "Oh n--nothing, just..." she lifted her hand away and crossed her legs. "J-just... um..." She blushed. "K--kinda w--uhm... wet down there."

"I hope Lexi's wet down there, too," the bunny commented, squeezing her lover's genitals before letting them go. "All our teasing has Justin pretty big and thick." She smiled at him as he smiled back. Then, she leaned over to stare at the kittens, as Alexis set her controller on the couch to keep from fidgeting with the menu screen. "So... do you guys think dirty thoughts before you go to bed?"

They exchanged nervous glances. "Um... Yeah," Lauren finally said.

"That's cool," she said. "What about you Kailey?"

The skunkette shifted nervously. "Even though we're not playing Truth or Dare," she replied, "Yeah... I do."

Ashly let out a sigh that made her cheeks billow. "Glad I'm not the only one. How 'bout you?" She asked, prodding Justin. "You think about us being naked before you go to bed?"

He nervously chuckled. "N--not just before bed..." he muttered.

"Oh really?" Kailey said, feeling less embarrassed now that everyone was admitting it. "When else do you think about us?"

"Well... um..." He rubbed his thighs. "K...kinda all the time..."

They giggled, and Alexis rested her hands on his knees, looking at his dick. "Does it get all hard when you think about us?" She asked, looking up at him.

He nodded. "I have to be really careful when I'm at school... It's really embarrassing when I have to get up between classes or something."

"You've gotta learn to keep that naughty mind tame at school," Ashly said, rubbing his scalp.

"I know..." he admitted.

"Do you ever... um..." Lauren spoke up. "Do you... Like, how sis and I pet our cuties when we think... that stuff. Do you touch your... your dick?"

He smiled. "Sometimes." He answered. "Not like, during class, y'know," he added, "But like... one morning I woke up early so I... I went into the bathroom," he shifted, sitting up more, "and I was really horny, so I made myself cum, thinking about you guys..."

"What'd ya think about?" Ashly asked.

"Y'know... just... the stuff we did the day before." He mumbled.

She giggled. "I'm pretty sure that we all think about what it feels like having your big dick deep inside us." She said, snuggling against him. "I know I do."

Before he had a chance to respond, the door opened again. Brittany kicked the door closed with her foot, as she held a large jar in her hands. She tromped back into the room, setting the jar on the ground and hastily stripping out of her clothes again. "Sorry I took so long," she huffed, just a bit out of breath. She pulled her shirt up, a stitch popping as she tugged it over her head.. "I had to get the step-ladder."

"What'd you need that for?" Lauren asked.

"Just to get this," she said, transitioning from peeling down her bike-shorts to hefting the jar once more. She set it on the ottoman.

"Coconut Oil?" Justin questioned. "I've never even heard of it that."

"That's cuz you don't set foot in a kitchen to learn how to cook," Ashly stated.

"Oh, okay... But why'd she bring it up here?"

"Cuz we're not going to use it for cooking," Brittany grinned. "I read on the internet that this is also a really good lube."

"Lube?" Alexis asked, looking at the jar of white stuff. "It looks like hand lotion."

"Lube is short for 'lubricant,'" the vixen explained to the kitten as she opened the jar. "But you call it lube when you use it to fuck."

The kitten sniffed. "Smells like sunblock." She said, her tail twitching excitedly.

"I can smell it from here," Lauren said. "Smells good."

"C'mere, stand with your legs apart," Brittany ushered, kneeling down.

The kitten approached her, and stood with her feet a bit wider than her shoulders.

The vixen dipped her fingers into the lotion-looking oil, and used her thumb to help warm it to make it liquefy. "Get it a little runny, and then..."

"Ooo!" The kitten cooed with surprise as Brittany's goopy fingers brushed over her labia. "That feels... Squishy," she said, rubbing her thighs together around the vixen's hand.

"It might feel a bit weird at first," Brittany agreed, reaching in and scooping more onto her fingers. She reached back down, and this time prodded her fingertips to rub inside the kitten's snug pussy. "But this'll help Justin's dick go in deeper than last time."

"Really?" She asked excitedly.

"Mmhmm. You might even be able to fit the whole thing." She leaned over and kissed the kitten on the cheek. "But don't get too excited--take it slow, still, got it?" She received a nod. "Okay." She wiggled her fingers inside the kitten's pussy, eliciting both delighted giggles and lewd squelches from the squirming kitten. "I think you're all lubed up. Now," she flicked the jar, bringing out a glass thunk, "Take some of this, and get his cock nice and slippery."

She giggled, taking the jar and setting it on the ground between couch and ottoman. She gathered a copious glob in her hands and rubbed them together, feeling it soften between her fingers. Licking her lips, she turned toward Justin with her hands closed together, as if to preserve the state of the oil between her palms.

He widened his legs, giving her a spot to kneel on the couch.

She climbed up, and slowly wrapped both of her hands about his girth.

He emitted a chuckle. "That feels funny," he stated.

"Yeah," the kitten agreed. "It's all squishy in my cutie," she reached down and fondled her own nethers, mixing the oils together. "But if it helps fit your big cock all the way, I don't mind." She spoke seductively, rubbing her hands up and down his puphood. She enjoyed the way her palms started to glide over, coating the thick, red boy-part like a honey glaze. She even reached down and treated his testicles, before using one hand to squeeze up and down his length as a final touch.

"There," she said, "Nice'n'slippy." She looked up at him. "You... um... You ready?" She received a smile, and in response his girth surged in her gentle grip. She let out another nervous giggle. "Okay..."

"Hurry up," Ashly said, pinching the kitten's tush. "I wanna watch it go in."

"I'm gonna sit this way, okay?" She asked, turning about so her rear faced the wolf pup.

He stroked the outer sides of her thighs and legs. "Whatever you want; you're the winner."

Heart pounding, and braced by the pup, Alexis squatted. She felt nervous, as everyone leaned over to watch. But when she looked down to see the big, warm dick brushing against her inner-thigh, and the excitement of fulfilling her fantasy pushed the nervousness away.

She reached down and moved him with one hand, while spreading her slippery cutie-lips with the other. In fact, it was almost a bit too slippery as she lost position at first, but she recovered it quickly enough. She squatted, her rear bumping against his stomach now and again.

She felt the tip against her, and instinctively jolted up a bit out of nervousness. Much like she would quickly pull her toes out of cold water. But then she squatted again and this time braved the nerves.

"Here they go..." Ashly whispered with anticipation as the kitten's cutie kissed the pup's tip. Then, the kitten moved the hand that was guiding the tip to her opening to press against the shaft, and brace it as she slowly took it in.

Aside from the music of the game's menu, the room was filled with their stifled grunts as they adjusted to one another's size.

They watched as she moved her hands away, giving them full visibility at her lips as they stretched to accommodate the wolf's girth. She let out a little chirp as she rested against him more, and in doing so a bit more of his girth squeezed into her. The coconut oil made the sounds of his burrowing that much more pronounced, and it even gathered and collected about their junction as she moved further down and naturally pushed the excess that did not fit out of the way.

"I can see her cherry peeking out," Lauren commented, her fingertip pointing just an inch away from her sister's clitoris, which began to be exposed as the skin of the hood was stretched taught.

"How you doing?" Justin asked, resting his chin on the kitten's shoulder.

She opened her eyes and looked back at him as best she could. "It feels so good..." She moaned. "You think I can... nnnngh! Fit it all in?"

He kissed the nape of her neck. "If you want to try. Let me lean back a bit..." He scooted his rump forward, giving her more of an incline so that his posture did not prevent her from going any further.

She held her breath as he changed, the motion felt in the recess of her passage. She could feel him stretching her all inside, and the reality was much different from the memory. There was only a slight bit of pain, but she was thankful for Brittany's idea of the lube. Biting her lip, once Justin was still, she was determined to have her cutie-lips touch his pelvis.

"He's going in a lot deeper than last time already..." Lauren said.

"Easy does it, girl," Brittany cautioned.

"I can..." She gasped, "I can dooooo iiiiiit... Ah-ah-anh!" She let out a series of deep grunts as the last few inches lurched deep into her tummy. She breathed heavily, but reached down, and felt where his cock penetrated her. She could feel that there was only a tiny bit of space between her outer lips and his thick base. "Did I..." She looked down, getting a bit dizzy with pleasure at the sight of his cock swallowed in her cutie-hole. "Did I take the knot!?" She asked with surprise.

He chuckled. "Sorry," he said, wrapping his arms around her in a hug. "My knot isn't there yet; but you're... really far down." He said.

"What's it feel like?" Lauren asked.

Alexis moaned. "He's huge, sissy," she said emphatically.

"And you're really tight and snug. I can barely move," he replied, and sent a surge through his length.

"Ah!" She tensed, squeezing on him and sending a shock of pleasure through her. "I felt that," she said.

"Felt what?" Kailey asked.

"He twitched in me." She giggled, and then rested her hands on the couch. "Can you feel... this?" She asked, and started to gently twist about his girth. Judging by the grunts and the way his muscles clenched, she guessed it felt really good. But she stopped, and leaned back. "I like the Winner's Throne." She declared.

"I'm sure the Winner's Throne likes you, too." Brittany chimed, covering the coconut oil. "So... Do I get to play, now?"

Giggling, the other girls readied their controllers, and Brittany took the first-player controller. "I think..." She said, going into the options. "We'll let the winner sit for seven races." She bumped the number up.

Alexis felt the butterflies in her tummy stir. That was a lot of time she had to sit on him. She turned to look up at him.

He looked back, noticing her movement. He smiled down at her, happy to have his cock sated inside of her hot, warm, and snug passage. "It feels nice inside you," he said.

"Really?" She asked, ignoring the noises the game made as they selected their characters.

"Mmhmm," he said, and made his length twitch again, eliciting a coo from her. "It's like you're cutie's giving my dick a big, warm hug."

She giggled. "Like this?" She squeezed her thighs and abdomen, constricting her passage about his stiffness.

"Holy cow," he grunted.

She giggled as she saw his eyes squeeze shut. "That feel good?"

"Really good." He said. She did it again, and he leaned her to the side to kiss her neck. She giggled, and he felt her body rhythmically squeezing him; he rhythmically twitched inside her in return, causing her to eep! and ooo!

Finally, his trail of kisses went from her neck, along her shoulder, and then back, up the side of her muzzle, and finally over her lips. She moaned into the kiss, and even prodded her tongue against his lips. He allowed her access into his mouth, and wrestled with her for a bit.

Her tongue was rough and grazed his, long and flat, in all the right ways. He broke the kiss, breathing heavily. "Can I feel it?" He asked, his fingertips trailing down her tummy.

"Mmmhmm," she nodded cutely.

He tickled her tummy as his fingertips passed her navel. The sleek fur of her coat thinned down here, where it started to expose some of the pinkness of her supple and private flesh. He rubbed her mons with the first two fingers of his right hand, back and forth and in tandem circles. The skin moved over the bony bump, yielding to his motions.

He split his fingers and nestled each one in the crook of either thigh. He rubbed the soft area, tracing the groove where her thighs joined her pelvis. This coaxed her to widen her legs a bit, which sent a tickle of pleasure through him as it disturbed their deep and intimate genital embrace.

Then, his fingertips drew together, going from her thighs to brushing along her opening. He could barely wriggle into the space where her labia touched his turgid flesh, but he was satisfied to rub the coconut oil into their joining.

"Man," he said into her ear. "This doesn't hurt?" He asked, his fingertips pulling up on their join to expose it a little.

She let out a breath. "It kinda did..." she admitted. "But it feels really good now."

"Okay," he said. "I don't wanna hurt you." He reassured.

She shivered.

"You feel so warm and snug around me." He described. "It makes me feel good... and I wanna make you feel good." He drew his fingertips together, farther than before, until he captured her little clitoris between them.

She whimpered and moaned and squirmed as his fingers gently rubbed together, sending jolts of electricity through her entire body.

His cock began to twitch and surge of its own accord. The way her walls rippled and twitched about his girth, the slimy and slippery feeling of the coconut oil squishing about between her warm and supple walls and his hot and turgid flesh, made the both of them tingle with pleasure.

"S--stop," Alexis pleaded, holding his hand.

He complied, releasing her clitoris.

"Did I do something wrong?" He asked.

"N--no," she panted. "I just... I dun wanna cum yet." She squeezed him. "I like how you feel and I wanna just keep feeling you inside for a while."

He chuckled. "Okay." He made his cock twitch. "What would you like me to do, then? I can do whatever you want. What did I do when you dreamed about this?"

She mewed bashfully. "Um... y-you... um... hugged me real tight'n... you moved in'n'out a little bit..."

"You want me to do that, now?" He asked, wrapping his arms around her securely.

"Mmhmm," she nodded. She closed her eyes and gripped his forearms. She held her breath at the gentle stretch the motion of his cock receding gave her. As it left, the deep recess of her canal felt empty and slack, like her tummy felt if she tugged on the skin for a few seconds. But he rocked gently, moving only a little bit out before pushing back in.

The kitten mewled as he rubbed her insides with his tip. The flesh was so snug, yet supple and tender. As he pushed back in, he felt the air pushed out about his girth, and occasionally a glob of lube bubbled out and trickled down between his scrotum and pelvis, thinned by her natural wetness.

For a while he did this to her heart's content. It made him feel hot and nervous to think she imagined him doing this while lying in her bed; such similar thoughts to his own, but a bit cuter since she wanted him just there inside her, whereas his own were more about pumping his hot cream into her.

He liked the way she wriggled and squirmed, cooing and mewling as he gently moved inside of her. He half-wondered if she knew just how much it all turned him on, but a part of him wanted to believe that it was all for real. That thought made him start to pump a bit faster.

"It feels so good when you go in," she whimpered, reaching down to her mons and pushing against it.

He slowed, his cheeks burning. "Hey..." He said, a lustful idea popping into his mind. "You liked when I touched your cervix... right?"

"Y-you mean my suction-cup?" She asked, breathing heavily.

"Yeah."

She nodded. "It felt really good."

"Well... maybe..."

She realized what he was getting at just a second before his hug around her tightened, and his hips suddenly bucked into her. She squealed in delight as his cock burrowed deep into her and his bucking pressure pushed on her walls. But he started to push in even just a bit further, and began prodding inside of her. Until finally, his tip landed right into the recess that his finger had found during his explorations.

If the way her passage constricted about his length wasn't sign enough, her expressive moan and erratic spasming were clear indications he was right where she wanted him.

The disturbance was so vocal, the game was paused.

"You--you got it!" She huffed when he let off the pressure.

"You ready to cum?" He asked.

"P--please?"

He smiled, and kissed her. "I'm going to keep tickling your suction-cup, okay?"

She nodded, both excited and nervous. But her heart thundered with anticipation, and it was not held out to linger very long. He bucked against her somewhat rapidly, his tip prodding her cervix for a second before letting off for a second, and then back on.

It was a bit of a sting initially, but as she got used to the jabbing she felt more and more of the pleasure until finally it was all she could do not to erupt from it. She tried desperately to find a comfortable position for her to cum in, but she started to go numb as he pressed into her for longer and longer amounts of time. She openly moaned and and called his name, leaning against him and closing her eyes as the pressure deep in her tummy started to bubble up.

"I'm gonna cum too," he said, sparks washing over his eyes. "I'll try to c--cum right against your suction--cup," he told her, slouching further down so that they were more lying than sitting.

This gave her the comfortable position she needed. "I--I'm c-cumming, Justy!" She declared, and then he thrust into her and didn't move, and reached down to rub her clitoris between his fingers like before. Her throat let out the most primal of noises she had ever made as her entire body rhythmically clenched about the engorged cock that stretched her cutie-hole to its limits. And then, her eyes went wide as she felt the warmth fill into her.

His puphood rhythmically surged within her passage, the tip nestled into her cervix. With each twitch, her eyes crossed as the piece of flesh was gently nudged, and she felt the warmth spreading into an area even deeper inside her. It was a new place she hadn't known about, and as her orgasm died down she reached down to touch. Her fingertips rubbed where she felt the warmth shoot into her, just below her belly-button.

As she rubbed her tummy, feeling the warmth cool deep in her passage, she craned her neck to look down. She bit her lip as she saw his big knot, just past where his cock buried in her splayed lips. She was actually a bit intimidated by its size, and could only imagine what it would be like if he managed to cram that thing in her. It was tight enough already.

His breathing slowed, hotly drifting over the nape of her neck, making her shiver. She closed her eyes, and heard the game unpause. She relaxed over him, content and cooing that his stiffy was still inside of her.

She wondered how long they would get to stay like this. Maybe until he was ready to fuck her again? She opened her lids and looked up at Brittany. "What race?" She asked, her voice sounding drowsy.

"Fifth," the vixen replied. "Ashly's in the lead."

"Okay..." She said, dubious that this would last too much longer.

"Mmm..." He grumbled.

She could feel the vibrations of his voice through her back, and it made her shiver. He hugged her loosely, and then started to move inside her gently. Her cheeks burned.

"That was awesome," he told her. "I like your naughty thoughts." He exhaled over her shoulder as he rubbed his length inside her hot, post-orgasmic tunnel.

She felt a strange release of pressure as his tip receded from her cervix. Her body tingled as she felt his gooey boy-stuff dribble into her passage through her suction cup, igniting a bit of warmth all about. When his tip pushed back in, it made the cream squish about against her walls in a very gratifying way.

"You filled me so full," she said, reaching down and pressing her palm over where she had felt the intrusion of his jizz.

"It's cuz I want you to know I like fucking you," he teased.

She giggled. "I like fuckin' you, too." She reached further down and touched their join. "You like fuckin' all of us, huh?"

"Mmhmm," he said, bucking his hips. He was complimented with a mewl.

"Race number seven." Brittany announced.

"Let's see who wins," he said, patting her side, and started to sit up. She must have taken this as an order to get off, as she started to pull away. But he held her hips and pulled her back, causing her to shiver and mewl as his dick pushed back into her. "Where do you think you're going?" He asked rhetorically, wrapping his arms around her as if to keep her from getting away.

Her vision went a bit blurry as his warm member pushed its way back into her sore cunny. She placed her hands on the couch in front of her, between his legs. She moved her own legs, awkwardly spreading them so her knees rested on either sides of his thighs. She cupped their join, her left hand fondling his sac while the fingertips of her right played with the lips of her cutie and traced over his knot.

Curious, and seeing as how he had her to himself, he touched her chest. The fur was not quite as downy as it was between her legs, but it was softer than the fur even at her shoulders. He rested his palm over her heart and felt it beat, and then used his fingers to touch and tickle her beady nipples.

She giggled and her shoulders moved forward as if to start squirming to get away, but she was more interested in the attention he gave her and so let him do as he pleased. She watched the race as he gently tweaked her pert nipple, and let out a soft whimper as the whistle sounded, Ashly crossing the finish-line in first place.

The Best Kind of Comfort

"That was a close race," Brittany said.

"I lost again..." Lauren moped.

"Don't feel bad," Kailey encouraged. "You're still better than I am."

Ashly looked over to her lover, his knot still pressing against the cutie of the kitten wrapped about his cock. She smiled at Alexis. "Dream... cum true?" She asked.

She giggled with embarrassment.

"Sis, stop hogging him." Lauren said, sliding off the couch and stepping to the side of Justin's knee. "It's Ashy's turn now."

"Okay, okay..." The black kitten sighed. She twisted back. "Thanks... Can we do it again?"

He leaned in and kissed her. "Sure," he replied, and wrapped his hands around her hips.

She nodded.

"One... two... three," he counted, and stood up.

A rush of heat and pleasure took her again as his thick dick pushed in again with the motion of him standing. She held onto his arms as he lifted her up and pulled his hips down. The absence of his warmth and the gentle relaxation of her kitten-hood was nearly immediate as he pulled free. But the actions gave a few more lewd noises until his tip finally pulled free and her feet touched the ground.

"Oh..." She reached down, resting her hands over her mons. "It's..." She turned, about to say how she could feel what he left inside her starting to move, when her sister distracted her.

Lauren acted more on hope than anything else, but when she held her hands beneath her sister's pouting cutie-lips, a few seconds later a sizable dollop of cum collected in her palms. Her sister's knees trembled as the gooey liquid began dripping out of her, mixed with her own fluids and the pervasive-smelling coconut oil.

After a moment, the trail of cum thinned until it broke and latched onto the black kitten's leg.

In her hands, Lauren held the collection of their activities, and even before her brain could have any say of rationality, she brought her hands to her muzzle and began cleaning up the mess.

Her sister made a gagging sound.

"Hey wait," Ashly said, crawling across the couch. "Can I have some?"

The kitten pulled her hands away almost reluctantly, licking her muzzle in a futile attempt to gather the jism that had collected about. She extended her hands to the rabbit.

Justin watched and winced as his turgid cock almost painfully swelled. To his left, he heard the distinct sound of someone wiggling their fingers inside their pussy. Alexis hugged his leg, her hand reaching up to touch his scrotum as he watched the two girls eat his cum.

At first it made him a bit squeamish like Alexis, but as they finished what was on Lauren's hand and began licking and kissing each other's muzzles, he was given a particular kind of rush that made him want to pump himself right there and give them some more to keep them going.

"Thanks for sharing," Ashly said.

"Um...w--welcome." The kitten replied bashfully.

"Aww, don't be shy," the bunny said, pressing her finger to the kitten's nose. "I'm glad you like his cum."

"You--you are?"

"Yeah," the bunny rested her hand on the kitten's chest. "It's nice to know I can count on you to clean us all up so we don't make a big mess."

Lauren giggled.

"I promise you can have as much," she touched the kitten's left nipple, "as you," the right, "want," back to her nose.

"Okay," the kitten replied, awkwardly. "Um... So... are you gonna sit on the Winner's Throne?"

Suddenly, Ashly's smile fell. "Maybe in a bit," she said, and stood up. She toward the others, watching as Justin was fondled by Alexis and Brittany's fingers dove into her pussy beyond the second knuckle.

The rabbit's feet were muffled by the carpet as she made her way to the door. She looked back, locking eyes with her lover before they dipped a fair bit lower.

He watched as, with a somber expression, she slipped out the door. He knew that look and took in a deep breath. Leaning over, he patted Alexis on the head. "Thanks for sitting on my dick," he said.

She hugged his leg and receded. "Thanks for letting me." She replied, and went back to join her sister on the couch.

"I'll be right back," he replied, walking toward the door. "Let me know who wins."

"Sure thing," Kailey replied.

As he shut the door behind him, he got the feeling the racing was probably over. He made his way down the hall, and turned right into the bathroom.

She leaned over the sink, looking into the mirror.

"Hey," he said, leaning against the threshold of the doorway.

She blinked at herself. "She's really good, isn't she?"

"Who?" He asked, stepping in.

Ashly sighed. "I thought Brittany was going to be the one I had to worry about," she muttered, as he stepped behind her. His warm and slippery dick nudged into the groove of her groin. His heat gave her a shiver, though she didn't want to fully enjoy it.

"What do you mean, worry about?" He probed further, wrapping his arms around her torso and sliding his hand along her mons to rest his fingertips on either side of her labias.

She suppressed the sigh that wanted to come forth. "Brittany's really pretty and confident... Kailey squirts when she cums... Lauren wants to drink your cock like a baby's bottle... And Lexi's cutie is tight and she always wants you to look at it or have your dick in it." She held his hand to keep it from teasing her more. "Me? I'm just plain and boring."

"No you're not." He retorted right away.

"Yeah I am..." She grumbled back. "I've been trying to come up with something since Thursday and I couldn't. I really tried..." She bit her lip as he started to move his puphood between her legs, not at all feeling hot or sexy. He breathed for a moment over her neck as his hips gently pressed against her behind and receded, grazing her dripping folds and mixing a few more fluids to her own. She finally let out a begrudging groan as his fingertip touched and softly tickled her clitoris.

After the little bit of excitement, they stared at themselves in the mirror. Her face was flushed red, as well as the lower-half of her tummy and near her chest. He openly looked at her body in the reflection, the mirror unable to lie as she watched his pupils flit from her nipples, down to her where her belly-button just barely made it above the countertop.

"I can come up with something." He said.

"Yeah right," she shook her head. "I'm not special."

"Yes you are," he reassured, kissing her as his arms and puphood receded from her touch.

She looked as he went to the tub and pushed the shower curtain aside. He stepped in deliberately and turned toward her, waiting expectantly. She haphazardly let go of the counter and went toward him. She paused for a second, until he held out his hand to coax her over. When she was in the tub, the curtain was closed, setting them in a bit of shadow.

He moved to the back of the tub, and reclined against the curve, looking up at her. The bottom of the tub was still damp and a bit cold, but he ignored it. He waited a moment for her to act, but rolled his hand. "Lie down with me."

She was reluctant, mostly because it didn't look very comfortable. But, she got to her hands and knees and crawled the short distance toward her boyfriend. His hard dick was prominently featured. There were places where the coconut oil and his own cream showed as milky-white lines or akin to marbling. They were mostly near his tip and toward his knot. The musk made her insides warm and tingly, mixing strangely with her feelings of inferiority.

As her face came to hover over his puphood, she paused, looking down. The tip pointed up toward her so eagerly, and her eyes widened as the whole thing moved just a little, a bead of pre-cum wept down the near side to her. Suddenly she realized she had gotten her nose right near it, and abruptly pulled away and looked up at him. His teeth showed only because he was biting his lip, a suppressed grin on his muzzle.

She took a couple of heavy breaths, before her quickening pulse and the musky smell of his boyness just right there was too enticing. Despite her mixed feelings, she opened her lips and locked eyes with him as she leaned forward. She guided her muzzle during an exhale, feeling how her hot breath was obstructed by his dick, and extended her tongue to further pin-point her accuracy.

She watched as his eyes rolled up and then his nose followed. She could feel the vibrations of his groan against her palate as her tongue tasted the odd texture of the coconut oil, and the thin coating of Lexi's girly cum, sans carrot flavor. As her lips butted against his barely-swollen knot and she exhaled through her nose over his lower abs, he finished his groan with her name while he reached down to cradle her by the cheeks in his hands.

She watched him as he breathed heavily, gazing down at her. If she had more than just the little puff of her cotton-tail, she would likely be wagging it.

"You're so hot and sexy," he declared, flexing his pubic muscles to nudge his length in her throat as he pushed upward.

The praise elated her a little, but it was mixed with worry as to why he wanted her off. Reluctantly, she let the warm flesh slide from her lips, breathing through her muzzle as it wobbled free of her oral passage.

"C'mere," he said, coaxing her gently by the head.

She crawled over him, her limbs a bit quivery. But she held herself up until she was over him, and finally gave out when he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her on top of him.

It was a bit awkward. The tub wasn't comfortable and gave neither of them much room. But pressing their fronts together made up for the oddness, and the way he reached down to grope her buttocks actually calmed her more than made her nervous.

"So..." He began, looking down as she craned her neck a bit to look up. "I've fucked everyone at least once, right?--Put my dick in all your cuties?"

She nodded, the ways he put it making her insides bubble.

"Not gonna lie," he admitted. "I like it with everyone." He squeezed her buttocks. "And I like it cuz you're all different. It's like you said."

She bit her lip as he gently pushed his hips up, teasing himself against her.

"Kailey gets really wet--like all gushy. It's really easy to move inside her... but at the same time, it's too easy. Like... there's no rub.

"Lexi's the opposite. She's tight, and that's awesome... but it's almost too tight. Like, I can barely move and when she cums she squeezes really hard.

"I guess if I did Lauren again it'd be kinda the same. I kinda like that she wants to swallow my cum and stuff... It sounded weird at first, but it's actually kinda hot. I think I like your cuties just a bit more, though.

"And then, there's Brittany. She's like... not quite as tight as Lexi and Laurie... and she's also not gushy like Kailey. She's almost perfect."

Ashly couldn't help the whimper that came out of her. But then his fingers reached further down and she felt his fingertips pet her nethers.

"But don't worry, she's only almost perfect." He said, his heart racing. "You know why?"

The rabbit bit her lip. She looked up at him, and managed to ask. "Wh--why?"

"She doesn't love me."

Ashly's eyes went out of focus as his dick penetrated her. In one smooth motion he had himself inside of her to the hilt, with her lips gently spread over his budding knot.

"Ohhhh yeah..." He grunted with gratification as the warmth of her cunny clamped about his girth. "I've been dying to be deep in your pretty cutie all day..."

She shivered, enjoying the words. "R--really?" She asked.

"Yeah," he sighed. "Wanna know a secret?"

She muttered something, not really a response. She was succumbing to the pleasure too much to speak again.

"When I'm inside the others, I like it cuz it feels good. I wanna cum inside them and all that, but just cuz it feels good." He started to gently buck, causing her to gasp and catch her breath. "But when it's with you, it's totally different. Like... I wanna hear you make all those sounds..." He started to rhythmically buck her more, eliciting a moan from her. "Yeah... like that. I dunno why but I wanna make it feel good for you... I wanna make you cum and hear you say my name and feel your cutie hug'n'squeeze and all that."

She gave him what he wanted. She moaned and called his name, emitting little squeaks and yips as he held her down with his arms locked on her waist and quickly churned inside her tender tunnel.

"I wanna know what you like..." He huffed. "You like me deep?"

"Yeah..."

"You like it if I try to get to your suction-cup?" He pushed into her, holding her against him as he flexed his muscles and rhythmically twitched his tip to tickle her cervix.

"Ohhh Justin!"

"You like it when I squeeze my knot inside your snug little cutie and cum so hard we get stuck for a while?"

"I'm--I'm cumming, Justin!" She only managed to whisper.

Her orgasm thundered through her body. So suddenly and so wonderfully. Her pent-up tension blown away with the eruption of white-hot bliss added to the wonderful tingles of pleasure that rippled through her vagina. She grunted with passion as she intensely constricted around the girth inside her with abandon.

He powered through her orgasm, holding her as her body writhed in delight, and forcibly quelled his own eruption. He didn't want to cum yet, but the way her warm and wet tunnel cramped about his puphood was almost pleading for him to do exactly what he'd said.

Despite the overwhelming voice in his head to tell him to plug her cunny up and expand what little room she had with his milky, warm spunk, he managed to hold out while her spasming calmed to gentle twitches.

He kissed her scalp as she recovered, feeling all kinds of macho and confident. After a few moments of evenly breathing, she looked up at him.

"D--did you cum, too?"

He kissed her again. "Depends. Do you still feel plain and boring?"

She whimpered. "You're not tied..." She stated, shifting her hips to the side to feel the lack of a tug against taught labia.

"That's cuz I'm not gonna cum, yet." He replied.

"Wh--why not?" She whimpered.

"Cuz you don't feel special," he said, nibbling on her long ear. "I wanna cum in you real bad, but I can't until you feel special--it doesn't feel right to me. So I'm just gonna rest a little bit, and then we'll try to make you feel special again." He leaned back and closed his eyes. "I'm not gonna leave your cutie until all those bad thoughts go away."

She shivered, her heart thundering at the thought. She bit her lip, and lifted her head to watch him rest and recover from his efforts. She felt silly, and a bit guilty. She really did feel worried that he was beginning to like the others a lot, and that she didn't really stand out among them. But she was being such a drama-queen about it.

She rested back on him, the warm feelings of an immature kind of love mixing with a more mature kind as she worked through her thoughts.

And in their silence, the bathroom was disturbed.

The door scraped shut, and the sound of bare feet nearing them made their fur spring up. A thrill overcame them, each able to feel the other's pulse at the joining of their genitals. Would the curtain be drawn aside, and their intimate embrace exposed to whomever had entered?

The toilet seat clattered gently, adjusting as it was sat upon. A few heartbeats later, the sound of dribbling water hit their ears. It went on for several seconds, before slowing to a trickle and then a final plip.

Justin listened as a few sheets of toilet paper were gathered. He thought it a bit weird; he hadn't heard anything more than piddling. He wanted to pull the curtain aside and catch whomever it was by surprise, but the thrill of staying perfectly still was more enticing.

They expected a flush, and for the next move. But instead, another few sounds came: a click, and a buzz.

Justin felt Ashly's tummy twitch, as if she felt the pleasure of the vibrations just by hearing the sound of the massager alone. To keep her from making any noise, he licked her muzzle and managed to catch her into a kiss. But just to tease her, he also reached down to where her lips were spread by his girth, and began touching and tracing her vulva.

Behind the curtain, the vibrations went from loud and free, to muffled and subdued. Almost immediately the voice of the cutie it began to please began whimpering and moaning. The toilet seat chuffed and huffed as it was disturbed by the person's squirming.

"Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah," she emitted.

Ashly felt the firm dick inside of her twitch, and she responded by extending her tongue into their gagging-kiss. She coyly rubbed his broad, flat tongue, as if to tell him how she knew he liked the noises that were being made.

"Ngh! B--Brittany..."

Both of their eyes bolt open.

"You're gonna make me--make me--caaaaaahm..." A series of sharp dribbles like bursts of urine could be heard from the bowl.

Justin couldn't help but move himself inside the warmth that he had so conveniently around his cock, listening to his friend try as hard as she could to suppress her orgasm. It almost made him feel guilty, like he wasn't supposed to listen in on this secret, and the toilet seat as it expressed her pleasure by clapping with her rhythmic pelvic thrusts. But, surely she knew, right? She had to have known they were in the tub--otherwise she would have checked to make sure they weren't.

The massager turned off. She breathed heavily for another moment, before standing up and flushing the toilet. As it gurgled, she left without washing her hands.

Ashly broke the kiss, realizing just how heavily she was breathing. "That was really sexy," she whispered.

"Y--yeah," he agreed.

She smiled. "You like listening to us cum, huh?"

"Uh-huh," he admitted.

She flexed her abdomen to squeeze him. "I... I wanna know everything you like. I don't care how naughty or silly or embarrassing you think it is--if you like it, I wanna know it."

He looked at her with a bit of panic. "R--right now?"

She giggled. "You don't have to right now. But..." She rested her hand over his heart. "I'd feel more special if I knew everything you liked... and all your dirty thoughts." She said. "Like how we know Lexi wants to sit on your dick, and Laurie wants you to cum on her. What are your dirty thoughts?" She asked, pressing her nose against his. "Do you imagine walking in on us all naked, legs apart and cuties spread wide, just waiting for you to come upstairs and ready to make us all cummy?"

"Wow..." He said dumbly. "I... hadn't even thought of that..."

She smiled. "You like my dirty thoughts, huh?" She said, kissing him. "You wanna know the dirty thought I'm thinking right now?"

He blinked, his body practically trembling. "Wh--what?"

Alpha Girl

"I wanna walk back in the room, with your dick inside me, and I want you to find a spot where they can all see, and I want you to fuck me while they watch--cuz I like it when they watch you tie with me." She bit her lip, realizing just how weird she was sounding. "Um... if that's... okay..."

He smiled, cheeks burning. "I'd'a never thought you'd be so naughty," he said with as much of a husky growl as he could.

She smiled back, just as bothered and embarrassed. She shakily started to move. "C'mon, let's go! I want your cum so bad!"

Awkwardly, they worked together to rise up. The rule imposed was that he could not leave her, but he pulled out enough so that they could get some leverage. It took them a few attempts and a few more agonizing minutes, but they finally managed to stand up in the tub.

Ashly practically tore the curtain off of the hooks she whipped it aside so violently. He pulled it back a bit farther behind him, and they coordinated a side-step out of the tub. A moment later, and they were standing by the toilet, Justin shivering from the water that dampened his fur.

"Crab-walk," he suggested, and they shimmied along sideways. While the feeling of them moving didn't necessary bring pleasure, at least not to him, there was still an intriguing thrill about doing such a mundane activity as walking while hilted inside his girlfriend's tummy.

Inches by inches they shuffled out the bathroom door and down the hall. How terrible it would have been if their parents walked up the stairs at this very moment to see them hobbling back to their den, coupled and eager to get stuck together for a while.

"C'mon..." She huffed, craning her neck to keep judging the distance to the door.

"Hang on," he said, stalling. She gave him a look of frustration, but he wrapped his hands about her and squeezed her rear. "I think... I can carry you."

"Really?" She questioned. "Um... that wouldn't hurt?"

"If we're careful..." he replied.

She bit her lip. "Count of three?" She asked. She received a nod. She slowly counted down, giving him enough opportunity to abort. But when she waited the extra beat after one, she went through with lifting her legs and curling them about his waist.

He leaned back a bit to support her. It was more straining than he pictured, but she was already committing her weight to him. He managed to step forward, bumping against the wall now and again to keep from falling over.

They reached the door in record time, and he reached for the handle. He managed to make it drift ajar.

Ashly's rump served as a kind of battering ram, pushing the door open the rest of the way. The music of another game filtered through her burning ears, but after a few seconds it was shut off and footfalls scurried all about.

Kailey turned off the game and the TV while Brittany shut the door. The twins hopped off the couch.

Justin looked behind his lover and spotted the ottoman, covered in a towel. He thumped over to it, and squatted.

Ashly felt the cushion against her rump and let go, easing back. "Fuck me," she commanded with an erotic inflection, loud enough for the others to clearly hear.

The wolf pup caught his breath for just a moment, before his overwhelming urges took him by the balls--almost literally--and he began pounding.

The rabbit squealed with delight as his puphood began barging inside of her with delightful aggression. She opened her eyes, spotting where the other girls were through the sparks and blurry ripples.

Brittany had gone back to the couch to play with her nethers. Kailey was kneeling on the floor, a towel beneath and her and her hands cupping her groin. The twins were easy to spot; they were all over her, cheeks resting on her chest and tummy as they watched the act of their lovemaking down where her pleasure began to build.

"Ohh Justin, it feels so good..." she moaned.

"Watch; it's gonna go in!"

"I'm watching, I'm watching!"

"I--I love you Ash," Justin grunted as he pulled back and slammed forward.

The twins' faces went wide as they saw his knot pop into the rabbit. Her entire body clenched beneath their cheeks as the larger girth crammed itself into the snug opening.

"I can kinda feel it twitching in her tummy..."

"Me too! Rub her cherry, I think she's ready to cum."

Ashly let out a guttural moan as soon as the skin stretched taught around her little nub was barely touched. Her orgasm hit two seconds later as the relentless rubbing over her clitoris made her whole body tense. The orgasm was weaker than before, but no less amazing as her vaginal opening did its best to timidly squeeze about the girth that held her so firmly dilated.

To add to her pleasure, the twins began kissing and licking her tummy, as if trying to taste the gooey, warm liquid that now slowly dribbled through the tip prodding against her cervix into her womb.

As she slow drifted back to reality, she realized that she had felt him breach that inner-barrier a few times before, when he had tied with her. Imagining the picture in her mind, it made her quiver to think just how completely filled her passage was by his dick. She imagined that no little bit was left untouched by his throbbing, dribbling cock.

"Wow..."

Ashly heard one of the twins say as she felt fingertips touch and trace her taught labia.

"Maybe it is too big to fit inside me," the other one said.

She felt movement down in her groin, and opened her eyes to see Justin leaning back a bit, as if to give them better vantage. His eyes were half-lidded, and when their eyes met they exchanged exhausted glances.

Stuck, and for a while, the two lovers numbly watched as the twins explored their bond with fingers and eyes and even lips and tongues as they kissed and licked.

Kailey and Brittany found themselves on the couch, sitting opposite one another with their heels touching and their legs apart, teasing themselves as they watched the curious kittens explore the aftermath of the forbidden act.

Finally, after a surprisingly quick twenty minutes, the pup was soft enough to pry himself free. The lewd noises of suction and the rabbit's pleasant moans as she was teased were enough to start arousing the others, again.

Justin stood on shaky legs, pins and needles forcing him to fumble toward the couch to sit.

"Look sis," Alexis said, only half-whispering to her sister so that the others could still hear. "It's your favorite."

"Lexi..." She said with embarrassment, but even still she walked over to Justin. She looked up at him and smiled, and without asking, leaned into his crotch. His puphood was softening fast, and she was easily able to pop it into her mouth. She hoped that he would get hard again, but no matter how gently she licked and suckled to coax him, he must have been too tired.

She gave him a few last little licks inside his sheath, spreading the skin with her fingers. "Bye-bye," she said, closing the fold of skin securely. And then, she made her way over to Ashly.

The rabbit leaned up and watched the twin ogle her girl-parts.

"Justin made kinda a mess," she said. "Can I... clean up just a li'l bit?"

Ashly nodded, and immediately gasped as the kitten's rough tongue set to work cleaning out her vestibule.

Brittany and Kailey took turns watching the kitten eat her fill of Justin's cream, and watching each other finger and spread their flower-petals to tease one another.

Suddenly Alexis burst with energy, and went to the clothes in the far corner of the room. She snagged her sundress and quickly slipped it over her nude body, smoothing out the wrinkles. She dashed toward the door.

"Where're ya going?" Her sister asked.

"To get a carrot!" She replied with urgency.

Lauren blinked, matching eyes with her sister. "Get one for me?"

Alexis dashed out of the door, her footsteps audible as she stomped down the stairs.